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Then on Sundays I help my mum make some jam
At 6, I goes out for a drink and a fag
By 8, I'm horned-up and I'm up for a shag
By 10, I'm
I can't let go, always by myself
This shit's not fair, but life goes on
It's getting too hard to continue on
It's all in my head, my mind's too gone
writes, last writes
So don't ask why, ask why
Time will pass by, pass by
For this fast life, fast life
It goes back and forth and back and forth
Back
Look momma
There goes a dead body
Right, outside by the tall tree
How can I sleep now?
Look momma
There goes a dead body
Right, outside by the tall
And cut off fake friends that be blinded by your beam
Don’t let the world turn you bitter just get on by any means
What goes up must come down
I’ve been
But the march goes on
To the beat of drums
No one knows the cause
But the march goes on
Marching through this barren land
The heat it knows no end
nothing to fear
This heart beats by itself
This heart beats by itself
This heart beats by itself
The crooked eye
Went away
I wave goodbye
They simply can't
never could ever let you go
I'm a lover and probably beat at heart but low
I'm riding, I'm riding as fast as this car goes
Chevy Thunder, Chevy, Chevy
together
Progressions can't be made if we're separate forever
I hooked this funky beat with the loop and the feature
With the funky singing by Miss Vinia
and sound wack
Fake every single day but never hesitate to yell facts
I hope you rats get your tails caught by a house cat
What happened in that hotel room
You say
One for the trouble
Two for the time
Come on, y'all, let's rock the
Yes, yes, y'all
Freak, freak, y'all
Funky beats, y'all
Then you
You say
One for the trouble
Two for the time
Come on, y'all, let's rock the
Yes, yes, y'all
Freak, freak, y'all
Funky beats, y'all
Then you
have no songs and..No musical talent
But I'm gonna try and free rap over this beat (A poem by patrick star)
Kill yourself
Kill yourself
Kill yourself
it over there and keep it company
I'm not having my time wasted by some half ass fish cake opponent today
I've walked a thousand miles and traveled
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
& Clyde
Standing side by side
They're along for the ride
And she's living it up
She's the queen of it all
Yeah she's living it up
Everywhere she goes
It's
you'd like to talk about
All I ever, wanted was a normal life never got it
I remember, never let it out years before i'd vomit on a beat
I kept it bottled
ago.
WAR - somebody's always starts again
HATE - the seed is growin' in our hands
As time goes by
(We never seem to beat the ones
Who say we
And you're my favorite part of the song
It feels right when it's wrong
It goes on and on and on
and on
I feel your vibe
So come on dance with me
Can I get
We don't know each other I was thinking that could change
Go out watch a movie or at least tell me your name
When I see you walking by my heart goes
Glory Road
We’ll meet once again
I’m gonna beat them
If all goes according to my plan
The constant fight
Of bettering myself
I’m going to beat you
I’m
by the knife
I live by the light and I
Give me Elvis singing
And your gold hips as they're swinging
Songs that bury me deep within
The beat that
by accident
I had a purpose and that purpose was to beat a beat purplish
Slaughter tracks, I done put my two dimes and a nickel in this shit
I'm
for you I'm gonna light one
Life goes on aye for you I'm gonna light one
I be in the back if you with me drop by yuh
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