Lyrics:
was... and the 28th, we did two gigs! Hah ha ho!
So, what can I say? We listened... now actually Steve... let me say this, Steve directed and edited this
the groin stood up like (wait
where are you goin?) well three strikes
and i'm out and I just struck out (edited)times
in a row (ow) I ain't cryin no more fuck
handle it, wave your appendages
Tweetin' and Instagram - camera flick, bitch you was edited
Swear you'll remember this, swear you'll be camera-less
Fuck
getting sexual
She want to put a real nigga on the schedule
High on the pussy, that's an edible
Hardcore T-raw ain't nothing edited
Money on the seesaw,
cropped and edited,
I'm killin this first impression, and I'm hidin the evidence,
Yea, photoshoppin the blemishes,
These lies of perfection are the cry
something, nothing
But dreams, schemes, moments wasted
Taste I tasted
Fate I'm fated
Re-edited again then copy pasted
As
The lights of a car go by in
in your own projects
It's street-onomics this rhyme is edited
Credited through ebonics
Miserable cats, hunger paining
Get off your ass, stop
out with no yawning
Have it been asleep I'm on Q
8 in the corner pocket from the booth all 24 hours like it was our debut
Life edited my etiquette
real
So real, too real, news real, edited
The close up block out the rest of it
True evident, false measurement
Crunk superstar, thug president
the blues
Let 'em kill me, I refuse
I'm down for killing
But the one of [edited] I was accused
I leave ya funky
I put my trunk-y
Hair by a monkey
So
Have ourselves and heavily edited
… Eat with better handwriting and longer days at the park
And dinners with no drama the professor and Marianne
Came
Is this really it?
Is this the final station
It's really been quite a trip
You know it's been great to watch the sights
Playing the edited
a crooked bow
Come on, tell us something we don't know
Now whos the best boy and the casting director
And he edited, splicing your face from the scene
spill your secrets on me
I don't mind, baby
Just spill your secrets on me
I don't mind, baby
Oh princess.
You're ready for greatness
All edited
the beats
Hittin like Sonny Liston {edited} renegade
Cadillac sixteen streets down your alleyway
Your crew tryin to do me like Jam-Master Jay
But, y'all ain't
edited
You a bitch, you a bitch too, y'all relatives
Y'all wear Old Spice now, y'all delicate
I don't even fuck with stupid niggas, I'm prejudiced
the beats, make the beats
Make the beats
Hittin like Sonny Liston edited renegade
Cadillac sixteen streets down your alleyway
Your crew tryin to do me like
you hooked up with the trick
But you trusted the[bitch] 'cause you lust for the [bitch]
(This line was too edited for me to typed out)
Now she around
fuckin' water, it's lookin' edited
In this game they started calling me veteran (yuh)
On my dick, they jack it just like the letterman
Yuh, you a clone,
was bowled over
This is what I had been dreaming about
Life with the boring bits edited out
I fell in love
Fell in love with this trick of the light
name has been edited
To keep the peace)
Something is on your mind then nigga say it
You scared? If I was tryin' to X you out
Then you know you'd be dead
In the movie of your life
They'll get some real jerk to be you
Edited so he can act
Cast because of his tvq
In the movie of your life
You'll be
THE FAIR MAID BY THE SEA SHORE
(words: traditional, music: Lissa S.)
source: “The Maine Woods Songster” edited by Phillips Barry, 1939
There was
LOVELY JAMIE
source: “The Maine Woods Songster” edited by Phillips Barry, 1939
On last Monday evening as I went to the ball
I met my own Jamie so
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