Lyrics:
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All rights reserved by the artist @CassinoMcs
All rights reserved by the artist @CassinoMcs
MC's missing
MC's missing
MC's missing
MC's missing
MC's missing
MC's missing
MC's missing
MC's missing
MC's missing
MC's missing
MC's missing
MC's
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Visualizer lágrimas triste
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Official Artist Channel @CassinoMcs from YouTube
of sunlight shines the brightest in the forest
Regardless, artists dislike because I'm ?
Control the temper, makin MC's whimper
I tilt the Earth from off
hear it
Competition still fear it, shit don't ask me
I went from ashy to nasty to classy, and still
That's not all, MC's have the gall
To pray and pray
Sidemen come out first
John Stockfish base guitar
Looks at the world through the eyes of Nashville,
The Riverboat and Charlie McCoy
He's just
Sidemen come out first
John Stockfish base guitar
Looks at the world through the eyes of Nashville,
The Riverboat and Charlie McCoy
He's just
Down by the Old Mill Stream,
Where I first met you,
With your eyes of blue,
Dressed in gingham too,
It was there I knew,
That you loved me
Now which stick of artists, can be the smartest
My beam of sunlight shines the brightest in the forest
Regardless, artists dislike because I'm ?
Control
Every mornin' at half past four
You hear the cooks hop on the floor
It's hard times in the mill my love
Hard times in the mill
Every morning just
that mock me
And that's not all, MC's have the gall
To pray and plan for my downfall
But I'm not running, I'm just stunning
Smart not stupid 'cause
and Jimmy Smith up on the organ
Gene Russell, the artist symbol of Chicago
Inivators like Michael White push out the Cal Tjader
Classic shit like Weather
I had a little corn
I put it in a sack
I get to the mill
and had to bring it right back
What's the matter with the mill
Done broke down
What's
Loreena McKennitt
Loreena McKennitt: troubador harp
Once I was a slave at the saw mill
Talk about a poor boy talk about a poor boy let me have a dollar bill
My work was so hard at the saw mill
Talk
I had a little corn
I put it in a sack
I get to the mill
and had to bring it right back
What's the matter with the mill
Done broke down
What's
hear it
Competition still fear it, shit don't ask me
I went from ashy to nasty to classy, and still
[DMC]
That's not all, MC's have the gall
To pray
I am a pop artist so my medium is
Public opinion and the world is my canvas
'I’m sorry' is something that you can
Use a lot it gives
You
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