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Kelly the Boy from Killanne

The Clancy Brothers

Irish Songs of Rebellion/Irish Drinking Songs

1994

of death
Will be Kelly, the boy from Killanne!
But the gold sun of freedom grew darkened at Ross
And it set by the Slaney's red waves;
And poor Wexford,

gotta prahblum
The way you always mean muggin, ugly face green goblin, servin beef Red Robin, put a rocket to your noggin, pop a rock of Molly, Kelly got

Rather be away
Why I ever stay?
Life changing chances to be made, forever hesitate
Escape from hell today, Kelly Clarkson Breakaway
Perseverance give

flip ya whip and its sparkin
I aint ever had to bang in my life but my niggas bang red like they from target
If you want this smoke lets, lets, lets

Light him up smoke him up just like he cigerelly
An American, just like I'm Kelly
(Clarkson)
I bring the fye to they celly
(Arson)
Murder on mind like I'm

the fuck off me make that bitch clap magnolia new orleans, we spray up apartments my goonies they heartless, red beam on the target no drive by we park it,

and lit
cll cause he tried to sell a tape by sucking marshalls dick
Binge, gobbling, you're not in the top ten thousand artists
Even if you started bobbing

Who you know rock a beat
So often
This is all I ever wanted like
Kelly Clarkson
Often, they be sulkin
When the coffin's brought in
But for you they

charting, red carpet
Let the driver do the parking
I still play a couple roles like Clark Kent
What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger Kelly Clarkson
With

want him to fall on his sword
But JC's not one to go back on his word
He might end up like Kelly found dead in a wood 
Who killed Robin Finlayson Cook

to war with my foes
Black roses in every coffin
My plug made that white girl
Famous in every market
Like Simon turned a regular
Chick to Kelly Clarkson

Clarkson: I'm "already gone"
It's the sergeant
Hold up, let me park it like
Stop, Samad Savage in the slot
I'm not static but I pop
Like 100, 000 watts
I'ma

bottles of Ciroc
And bowls of red grapes members of
Meek's entourage
Old friends who he now semi-employs
For a variety of unspecific tasks
Drift in and out

took long walks in the dark
We broke away like Kelly Clarkson
We dreamed a dream
To always raise each other up
We never it'd hurt this bad
To leave

person now they approach with homage
A bunch of red shirts offended by the coaches comments
Lately they compensate me with blood, I don’t do gold

Let me smoke a blunt right now and get in my zone
Akademiks said Freddie Gibbs got beat up by Jim Jones (word)
I'm not a big fan of his the streets

some little kids
Balenciaga did some weird shit with some little kids (aw)
R Kelly put an album out admittin' what he did (aw)
Nobody care, he got

Carey
Underneath the Tree
Kelly Clarkson
Bridge
Oh, I wanna have him beside me, like oh-woo-oh
On the 25th, by that fireplace, oh-woo-oh
But I don't want

at the mall
Working on my album, it'll be out by Fall
Go extra hard on the beat, kick back with my peeps
The indica makes me go to sleep
Blackout 'cause you

that boy shirt red like I'm Bob Ross
Let the squad finish the job like I got lobs
Married to the game, I'm a in-law to outlaws
I'm crazy, Chrisean Rock

F**k That

Mike Stud

Relief

2013

like Kelly Clarkson
I beg your pardon, oopsie daisy
Went to get the Range, but the coupe was crazy
So they had to hate it
Same people shake your hand

The halls were filled with publicists and
Escorts who had to pretend not
To be dazzled by those
They were escorting minaj
Had walked in a few minutes before

then we glisten all Rare
Pain by subscription my drug's right here
I want a bonus and commission Kaysh in the air
Royalties for la Famila we all gone

ride on the cops (cops)

I was young, black, and ashy, '42 khakis
Red rag in my pocket, throwin' up blood to any car that ever pass me
Gangbang