Lyrics:
They keep praying on my downfall
But it doesn't work, I'm just way too raw
Fuck em up with Southpaw
Really from down south, but I'm staying up North
imagining the sounds that come out your mouth.
I saw two birds fly south,
And I thought about the day we bought that house.
Memories seem so real.
Just
Yeah! It's Bad Boy South Niggaz
Ball and G
Orange Mound, the moment you been waitin for
Collaboration, c'mon now
Let's go, let's go, let's so,
on the triple beam, south Side!
You should be dead by now
Smile but wait until my shooters come round
With the talons and hollow tip rounds
In my hood they know
Lyrics:
1. Lookout folks there’s a big new game
For damned Republicans who know no shame
All the world’s troubles are caused by Libs
Says Fox News
Hahaha, come on
One by one (yeah), two by two
Line 'em up, line 'em up, line 'em up
One by one, two by two
I'ma knock 'em all down, down
Lord have
Yea, so we got this tune called "for women" right
Originally, it was by nina simone
She said it was inspired by, you know
Down south, in the south
muss crack out, me deevn' care
Mi open head mek brain drop out
When di bombohole a talk me put
Mi gun inna him mouth (rrah)
Thirty-two pull out like
(di-di-dip)
Ching-ching when I did that pokin' (ching)
Yuck, now my flick shank's broken
Di-di-dip, splash, tryna leave bare holes in (Di-di-dip)
My guys
And Somalia's a sock
France is famously a hexagon
That fact is quite well known
But it's not the only one
It's joined by Sierra Leone
What about these landlocked
blowin' good on that dro that's me
Dirty south, straight country, 105 that's me
[jbo]
See I can tell by the way they look me in the eye
That he's
and they sittin on `em daters
I got a hot power lawyer with the million retater
Douth-South, Westside - man, I own my city
Got judges on my pay roll like
with gun
The magnum'll bust his head from many directions unknown
Another statistic, change the ballistics
On the nozzle, make em goggle and swallow
with gun
The magnum'll bust his head from many directions unknown
Another statistic, change the ballistics
On the nozzle, make em goggle and swallow
said (alright)
And I live by the coast of Nostra Cit' (yeah)
Fuck around I'll knock your shoulder from your head (nigga)
Get it right I'm a soldier
'bout?
Let you tell it, you been 'bout bustin' heads in the south
Can't be fuckin' with no lame, fake
Ain't even gon' watch your back, nigga
Get popped,
big so I leave it out
Get spot by a cop mans Leaking out
Switch this ting to a t mobile
Km oh my I'm a g round south
When I'm in a bando Ot no loud
Corn
Everybody clap your hands to this get on the dance floor and dance to this
Long awaited by you analysts Sick flows toxic like cancer sticks
The only
getting rubbed like vicks
Right off the dirty water, south of the border
Reporters and cotten bald heads paid they quarters
To see the spectator
two for the free
For only live and direct types
Abracadabra
North to the South
Tropics delivered to doors by the mailman
Abracadabra
North to the South
the middle of the
ice mountains is
a tear drop continent
surrounded by burning lava
in the middle of this continent
is the city of angels
is where the good
of the ancient walls
the broken treaty stone, undying fame surrounds your
name, Sean South from Garryowen
T'was on a dreary New Years Eve
As the shades of night
of the ancient walls
the broken treaty stone, undying fame surrounds your name, Sean South from Garryowen
T'was on a dreary New Years Eve
As the shades of night
of the ancient walls
the broken treaty stone, undying fame surrounds your name, Sean South from Garryowen
T'was on a dreary New Years Eve
As the shades
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