Lyrics:
it down for Sean P, he control the crooks
You my muslim brother, and my other brother
Like my mother's son, see you in heaven brother
Real artists
Japan, I ask you
Do you love hip-hop music?
Cigars in the Japanese Soul bar
Drinkin' Scotch 'til daybreak, KD 3 had gold bars
These vibranium
anyway?"
But you're in self-sabotage mode
Throwing spikes down on the road
But I've seen this episode and still loved the show
Who else decodes you?
It's the best in the country, bar none
Bars, bars, bars, bars, bars
Bars, bars, bars, bars, bars
Bars, bars, bars, bars, bars
Bars, bars, bars, bars
anyway?"
But you're in self-sabotage mode
Throwing spikes down on the road
But I've seen this episode and still loved the show
Who else decodes you?
crazy
Bars in the window
There must have been a door there in the wall
When I came in
Crazy, over the rainbow, he is crazy
The evidence before
strapping these bars
'Til you catch the drift like Japanese cars
Any of you verified artists wanna chat shit?
Man will start slapping up stars
I don't wanna
crazy
Bars in the window
There must have been a door there in the wall
When I came in
Crazy, over the rainbow, he is crazy
The evidence before
shiny diamond ring)
Under (in front of) everybody's nose
He's got a custom Continental
He's got an Eldorado too
He's got a 22 (32) gun in his pocket
It's fine. Should we play 32 - bar 32?
(musician) Let's play 31 again.
(conductor) Bar 31 to 33. 1, 2, 3, 4...{orchestra plays three bars and stops}
", the headline said
"Is shooting a put-on, is Warhol really dead"
You get less time for stealing a car
I remember thinking as I heard my own record in a bar
Anubomb vanti oo metaphor vaadi
Lepesthara nee khaandhaan ni
32 bars ivi 32 bars
Flow aagadhu aapalev
32 bars ivi 32 bars
Nootokka(101) speed la
dress up like movie stars
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, I love this bar
We got cowboys, we got truckers
Broken hearted fools and suckers
An' we got hustlers,
I found myself in this bar
Making mistakes and making new friends
I was growing up and nothing made sense
Buzzing all night like neon in the dark
36, 32, boot cut with a skoal ring
Grease stains, bleach spots and a hole in the knee
You say the man inside those Levi's don't take orders
go way out where
There ain't nobody
We turn this cornfield
Into a party
Pedal to the floorboard
Eight up in a four-door
Burnin' up a back road
heart out
And try to rectify some situation
That you're facing
Contact your American Honky Tonk Bar Association
When Uncle Sam dips in your pocket
conscious
When some kids came up and said, "for dancing come with us."
And soon
I was dancing in a lesbian bar.
I was dancing in a lesbian bar.
Well
this bar
Pieces of our past slowly slip away
But time just stands still when I walk in this place
And I see a kid coming into his own
And a man
need to say
Then get ghost in the breeze to blow the leaves away
MCs today, it's like they throwin' our seeds away
But that ain't for me to say,
Oye
Aquí me tiene bien clavado
Soltando las penas en un bar
Brindando por su amor
Aquí me tiene abandonado
Bebiendo tequila pa' olvidar
Y
I'm the hardest artist in the game
I got bars for days There ain't a artist in the game
That can tarnish my name
I'm the hardest artist in the game
I
a bad bitch
M-I-S,Miss
I'm gonna' keep talkin' shit till you get this
I'm gonna' bust up in the club wit' no guest list
Them otha' artist, I keep em'
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