Lyrics:
a smoke and a slap domino
And me know the dawg them a study and a watch how me make it and a grow
How the outcome just a grow
A just the artist life artist
on in the midnight hour
I just want to play my guitar
I just want to see you smile, touch your face
Be with you in my own place
Lord, Lord, Lord
I used to be a famous artist
Proud as I could be
Struggling to express myself
For the whole world to see
I used to blow my mind sky high
Make Some Noise For The Desi Boyz
The Boyz, The Boyz
Let's Go C'mon
Kudiyan De Dil Utte Rule Karange, Ehi Bazaaran Vich Fhaili Hai Hawa
Todange
friends don't want to hurt me
But they told me that you burnt me
By that time you were ten miles ahead
(Cause) You're a quick change artist
Never do
[Chorus]
Do Lord, O, Do Lord, O do remember me [Repeat: x3]
Way beyond the blue.
I've got a home in glory land that out-shines the sun. [Repeat:
you shall be
Lord of all in my life
Maker of the heavens, artist the sea
Creator of the sunshine and the sculptor of me
But still they laugh
a monster dawg, I don't feel the blues
They back the cars and I bag the Rollies
They back the cars up and I bag the Rollies
They back the part up, I star in
Damn, another funeral, another motherfucker
Lord knows (ooh)
Lord knows (aah)
Lord knows
I smoke a blunt to take the pain out
And if I wasn't
call police on me
Say my shit the hardest 'cause my shit the hardest
In ten years, we'll check back 'bout who's the bigger artist
Whole clique
hottest signed artist, don dada, to G
Street lord, rock bottom, Godfather and P
D-Boy, Rottweiler, Sean, Sada and Tee
Standin' on the corner three days,
up?", Keep steppin', and just rep D12
Keep my nose clean, stay away from weapons, jail
And livin' reckless, but if you go check my belt
You may see
up?", keep steppin', and just rep D12
Keep my nose clean, stay away from weapons, jail
And livin' reckless, but if you go check my belt
You may see
that first marijuana tape
Guess I got a chronic case
And I ain't just blowin' smoke, 'less it's in your mama's face
I know this time Paul and Dre,
a monster dawg, I don't feel the blues
They back the cars and I bag the Rollies
They back the cars up and I bag the Rollies
They back the part up, I star in
This is what the Lord wants me to do
In my heart, I just believe that there's no proof
I think about the chorus, the melody's important
But
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen!
Would you please welcome Columbia recording artist Bob Dylan.
Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me,
Glory,
(Sarandon)
The cloud of smoke like the phantom (uh)
Damn this shit tastes like fantastic
You see me comin' through in each state
Just so the lord could put
motherfucker, word
Call me The Ice...or just The Iceberg
Charlie Jamm fucked a freak on a ski-lift
10 below, gave her the dick
It was cold and she said
(辛い記憶も)
一気に (時代の roar)
即 飲み干す (自分と共存)
一気に (okay now I'm ready fo' sho')
さあ 飲め飲め飲め飲め このグラス ay
さあ 酔え酔え酔え 今 to your artist
ワンショット (one shot) ツーショット
Free yourself that leash is long long long [x4]
I dreamt
I was buried alive
I dreamt
I was buried alive
I dreamt
I was buried alive
I dreamt
I
His mind is up his sleeve
And his talk is make believe
Oh, Lord, the man's a fraud
He's a flim flam man
He's an artist
He's a flim flam man
He's
at nighttime
(Man, I miss my dawg, I can't believe that it's over)
'Cause I don't wanna see nothing (but I'm a soldier, so I gotta get over)
Yeah (can't stay
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