Lyrics:
on and being free
Luckily, this experience
Got me back to feeling me
And I'm trying to make the most of it
If you come correct
We could pour up a toast on it
Roddy Piper like a ollie hopper
Watch as I kick in your door and karate chop ya
Or better yet I'll come and kill you by putting some drugs in your burger
me
Las las i no send if I be your side chick
As long as you give me your Kitty
These hunger games you play will make you famous
One man ain't just your
the top of the well is high,
but if you stand still, I can climb on your back and jump to the top.
As soon as I am out, I will help you to get out too.
forever we're connected and you are part of me.
It's your omnipresence
That defines the way in which I do exist force - fully
Leading me back to where I
if I don't keep going it'll just go to show
That I've been beat by an industry I've never seen
This is me on my knees
Singing take it all from me,
oh oh)
10 bucks (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Don't let money determine if
You're happy or not
Lots of rich people are miserable
Just got to Anaheim
there faster if we drive, 12 short steps to the sunny side,
Got a backstage pass and a bitchin ride, and
Everything comes easy. that was easy.)
can [?? bend ??]
But then again what if this motha fucka jammed
Then I fall and will the lord know who I am?
Probably not because I'm livin' life by
(Verse 1 - Ehmji)
I got a cold feet shawty
Got a 9 to 5 and a 4 speed shawty
Lemme make you mine for a whole day better yet a whole week if you throw
G-P-S system
I don't know how to say this, but you gotta come in from blind landing
No matter what, if it all goes wrong, just remember
We'll always
the salt
Tell me what it takes to get in them drawers
Got that slick tongue talk, that shit make you moist
Come ride that pony 'til your voice is hoarse
So they put a rifle in my hand
Sent me off to a foreign land
To go and kill the yellow man
Born in the U.S.A.
Come back home to the refinery
So they put a rifle in my hand
Sent me off to a foreign land
To go and kill the yellow man
Born in the U.S.A.
Come back home to the refinery
So they put a rifle in my hand
Sent me off to a foreign land
To go and kill the yellow man
Born in the U.S.A.
Come back home to the refinery
called
Saw you in my dreams when you called
Should have left a note when you called
Would have called you back
I’m feeling underwhelmed with the heat
through
There in the night ... in the night
When the sun goes down
And the light grows dim
Slowly move in for the kill
If you would come back again
It
tall off.
diss rap shit stinks.
im thinking about fucking it all off.
me and my shooters the lead claps.
and you can come around wid ur dead straps.
sins before I go to sleep
Gotta' watch my moves I know them kids yeah they look up to me
Don't waste my time if you gone leave me girl just gone
vio's slide
Just knowI don't f*cking forget
Why can I tell by the way a man moves
He ain't ever been punched in the head
Guess who's back in effect
of water
Nothing but water and nothing beneath it
If you need everything from all directions needed
You would fall back down
I'm clinging to the bell
That calls us to stand as the light of the world
Hold it up let the light unfurl
For those who come after will they ever know
The grace and strength
One two buckle that fool,
He's fucking with me, if he's fucking with you
Hillwood to my bones, to my chromosomes
Got 2 44's so I'm not home alone
Dead White Skin
Angelic Face
For your love I'd come back
From the Grave
Together we were the Immortal Kind
An epic love many never find
Remembering
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