Lyrics:
nobody feel like I, deep down that I cry
Sitting jotting lines cracking jokes to pass the time
I feel like Robin williams no I do not wish to die
I simply
The Team
Video Sicko (Can, You, Feel, Lucky, Sicko)
Uh Huh (Ha) Ha!
What Now Tripper Loser Winner Maybe
Yes I Will Do Right go Ahead
Ya Whatever c'mon
a tail
And stop drinkin' ale, the booty probably smell
Ain't no pussy worth a sale at least not for the kid to do a bid
Shit you musta flipped you
What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it
I knew I was captured
By the rhythm
What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it
I knew I was captured
By the rhythm
“I'm No Hank Williams” by Corey Smith from the CD “Hard-Headed Fool”
I got a foot in the door, and one in the rain
I'm standing on the threshold
sell on the cell phone
How you sellin' dope when it smell wrong?
Yeah
Woah, woah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Fightin' for your life, spin by the hospital
We dedicated to dominating the same shit
Holla-holler, I know what I may have to do
(You know my motto)
Walk past and slash your crew
If I'm after
Future depends on you
written by Kemar Rochester Williams
What if Martin Luther never had a dream
What if it was a troubled young teen
What if
sight to me
The neglect of Burns we did see
So William did write some verse for his sons
Calling on them to be brave
Oh Scotland, Scotland
What memories
you feel secure with the man who tried
To steal America back on the streets again?
What are the results of this pardon, though?
Because, remember, when
you was gonna slide, you gon' run a muck, NIGGA
I'ma make you feel like you got hit by a truck, NIGGA
I pluck herbs like birds, then I brainwash em
Of what some other motherfucker did
Love to fib bout the Fibonacci sequence
Do you flicker like Liberace Sequins
Or maybe twinkle like little stars
about you
I travel all over the world singing good old country music
It makes me feel so good to hear them cheer
Some like for me to sing the hits I do
don't feel me nigga
Don't know what I healed through nigga
I want salutes like i'm Captain of the ship like it's DPS
Robin Williams got the drip
I should
feel surprise just how long I last it
Telling on yo freeze and I'm a nasty basty
Yo, you know what I like? models and actresses
You know the wind just
And he thinks he's Hank Williams
Hear him singin' through the door
There's a girl in 202
Who stops by to visit me
And she talks about her songs
Yes my woman she left
Said I wasn't treating her right
If she only knew the trouble on my mind
She couldn't understand what trauma will do to a man
probably what they only took
Feel like john cena never see me guess they never look
Getting money 'cause I can't afford to be broke
They was sleeping
Grab em by the titty man I'm looking for lumps
All these damn rappers lyrically I hump
Feel like hov in 93 getting it outta the trunk
I'm ahead of you
could die morning next
And it ain't shit they do
Knife in my heart
I ain't healing no wounds
Find you a legend when I'm in my tomb
Voices inside and they
Nah, nah, nah, see you got to understand
Stepping is not just a dance it's a it's a culture
It it's the way we live
It's what we eat, think
people
All they do is leave me in positions where I feel lethal
Disgusted by your putridness, can't believe that shit's so fecal
She told me to speak
Let me know what you need, we got dope by the pound
This nigga got crossed and lost and found
Bitch, I got the sauce, better pray you don't drown
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