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and I know I've done wrong."
"Then go write a letter to my gray-haired mother,
"An' tell her the cowboy that she loved has gone.
"But please not one
which one
Free to say my prayers
Free to buy a gun
Free to blow your brains out self defensively
Protecting the land of the free
Where has all
wrong."
"Then go write a letter to my grey-haired mother,
"An' tell her the cowboy that she loved has gone.
"But please not one word of the man who had
(Tre made this beat)
I ain’t gone lie them trenches got me scarred
But I learned a lot
Just like your first time on the stove
You gotta
incognito n****s ain't ready
For whoever who has the flow n**** know I spit deadly
Fear me to the day I'm dead on the street with holes in me
samme, gir dem et nyt pust som en vikar, ha!
Herren gi'r, herren ta'r, herren han må være guitar
Spøg til side, jeg' født lig'som Blade - ready to die
For
a letter to
My grey haired mother
"An' tell her the cowboy that
She loved has gone
"But please not one word of the
Man who had killed me
"Don't mention his
and I know I've done wrong."
"Then go write a letter to my grey-haired mother,
"An' tell her the cowboy that she loved has gone.
"But please not one
In today's music news, the ever controversial Tupac Shakur has
Just released another album under the alias Makaveli
Music insiders are running wild
O'er the hill there I saw her go.
Oh Lord, I'm going cross them yonder mountains,
Walking on them choo-choo tracks.
That sweet gal, you see, has gone
clla vill va som skumpa festeri,
Ni kommer aldrig kunna att bli som vi
Försöker roasta oss, riktigt jävla pin
Vi pissar på er alla, era jävla svin.
Vi
to the satellite
I’d mind mine but my statutes are allergic to statutes in a statute
I consume the world of it’s Dr. doom leave em bleeding in the ER room
we are
and I know I've done wrong."
"Then go write a letter to my gray-haired mother,
"An' tell her the cowboy that she loved has gone.
"But please not one
has given now he takes away
She'll be taken home again
On that southbound railroad train
To be laid there with her daddy in the grave
I've no money
threat
How the fuck you gonna move a crowd
You ain't moved out from your moms yet
I'm a vet, better yet a vet-er-an
The words Smith and Wessun
Like
You're merely a bomb threat
How the fuck you gonna move a crowd
You ain't moved out from your moms yet
I'm a vet, better yet a vet-er-an
The words
the crash- what's going on? anyways, in protective two IV's
(Bastard) slow motion here (let's get him in ER)
Going out on us
Who's got the defibrillator?
the crash- what's going on? anyways, in protective two IV's
(Bastard) slow motion here (let's get him in ER)
Going out on us
Who's got the defibrillator?
the switch
Never switch up ya homies, never switch. Ha
I got a bag to get
I got a bag to get
I got a bag to get
I got a bag to get
N****s gone hate on me, but
pallid angel, your light has gone out
For were you not blameless and wonderfully fair
Have you gone to rekindle a star in despair
Maybe that one day
das wonich gspür
Too much shit i mim chopf bruche space
Cha din vibe nüme ha get out my face
Lauf mit mir selber gege Ziit, das isch es race
Ha kei chance gege time
and I know I've done wrong."
"Then go write a letter to my grey-haired mother,
"An' tell her the cowboy that she loved has gone.
"But please not one
Cause i done tried the za
& I'm so tired of sliding
They done called me er thing but a Child of God
And i done tried everything but it Ain't working
Really don't mind if you sit this one out
My word's but a whisper your deafness a shout
I may make you feel but I can't make you think
Your
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