Lyrics:
confusing
Always said my checkered past would have 'em jumping to conclusions
Can't have nobody around me that ain't making contributions
All I do is run,
diminish right in front of us
There is just war
The last survivor crawling through the dust
There is just war
A contribution till humankind
Turns
responsibilities, too
If in this country, there's ever a need
Serve on a jury from overseas
Support and defend the constitution
Taxes you pay are a contribution
her advice is a contribution
But if she will leave that will be a solution
And don't come back no more
Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, mother-in-law,
Shipbuilding was Suede's contribution to the Help album in aid of
Warchild for
Bosnia. It is a cover of the Elvis Costello classic and not
standing tall
Although history is a matter of opinion
(RAP)
Campaign contributions run the puppet show
Wall street types let the cocaine flow and flow
Media
pay, mother-in-law, mother-in-law
She asks me what I make, mother-in-law, mother-in-law
She thinks her advice is a contribution
But if she will leave
pay, mother-in-law, mother-in-law
She asks me what I make, mother-in-law, mother-in-law
She thinks her advice is a contribution
But if she will leave
Now I'ma say this once again open up your mind
Shot heard around the world came from our fresh rhymes
The contribution to showbiz, mixed with
Keep your contributions by your side and
Stroke me, stroke me
Could be a winner boy you move mighty well
Stroke me, stroke me (stroke)
Stroke me,
apprehension
And inhibition
All contributions, to my, to my attrition
No, and it happened long ago
These things these things, these things
That make me walk so
Don't you know it's gonna be, alright
You say you've got a real solution, well you know
You ask me for a contribution, well you know
We're all doin' what
me for a contribution
Well, you know
We're all doing what we can
But if you want money for people with minds that hate
All I can tell you is brother
to the love and hate
Take a nigga back like 8 track, tell em Ben
Give me credit for my
Contributions, to my city
To this shit I helped rebuild
Cool ain’t cool
couldn't be a source of entertainment,
Strung like a puppet to every degree of debt
In social contribution by the migraine.
Our fight keeps using a voice
the Hindenburg
The contribution is clear
You add water to bone
And get the Jurassic 5 on the microphone
Now if you like the tone
And how the harmony's done
and wide
Keep your contributions by your side and
Stroke me, stroke me
Could be a winner boy you move mighty well
Stroke me, stroke me (stroke)
a contribution
Well, you know
We're doing what we can.
But if you want money for people with minds that hate,
All I can tell you brother you have to wait.
This is our contribution on the war against
The whiteness and slightness, a constitution of fatness
Blackalicious, Jurassic, Maroons, Latyrical
the Hindenburg
The contribution is clear
You add water to bone
And get the Jurassic 5 on the microphone
Now if you like the tone
And how the harmony's done
to imitate
You see, you just don't know
I'm here to give you my heart
And you want some fashion show
But it ain't no contribution
To rely
Then takes you away from me.
Cruel is the gospel that's sets us all free,
Then takes you away from me.
My contribution, to urban blues.
a contribution
To the Opelousas' Charity Ball
But you better drive this dirty Datsun
Into the Gulf of Mexico"
Under a Cajun moon I lay me open
There is
windows
God wants solutions
God wants TV
God wants contributions
What God wants God gets God help us all
God wants silver
God wants gold
God
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