Lyrics:
a million of Y'all and only one of me(hey)
What happened to the village as far as I can see
It's been burned down by this modern day slavery
[Donovan:]
of the Dino Sore
Son, sun, son
Sun of the dinosaur
Sun, son, sun
Meets Father of the Dino Sore
Meets grandfather of the Dino Sore
FATHER BILL:
My sage advice
It was difficult to navigate the world as a homeless teenager. My father was right. It was hard. And the world was tough. I think about this time in
the-DVD, you can HOLLA!
[MANNIE & MIKKEY] (Verse 3):
[MANNIE FRESH]
Rims... 22... Chick... 22... Dick about 22,
Playboy... Now who the fuck are you?
I'm
[PC Speaker]
Fuck the M-P-double-A comin' straight out the underground
A young pirate got it bad cause I'm down,
Loadin' DVDs like a motherfuckin'
made him
And it's what made the children of today
After twenty-five years of bein' locked down, twenty-three and one
My father has not called any
made him
And it's what made the children of today
After twenty-five years of bein' locked down, twenty-three and one
My father has not called any
a soul, if you love me son"
He gave me a hug. I said, "I won't
'Cause I know how it's done."
And now I lay me down to sleep
Hopin' that I don't dream
'Cause
like abuse is a game?
Like tearing down your son’s father is a game
You have a son! Why are you
Still competing with me by telling him bad
Things about
fired by the gray man
With shaky hand
But not shaky enough to miss
Hit, Lost Boy in back
So-called Friend runs for door
Leaves First Son
fired by the gray man
With shaky hand
But not shaky enough to miss
Hit, Lost Boy in back
So-called Friend runs for door
Leaves First Son
teach them in the schools?
Who'd make the beggers keep in line? Learn them all the rules?
Who's tell us whitewash windows? When to take down doors
leaving me no choice, but to raise these three kids all by myself
I will not wait for you
A gift
To come home
I threw the candles out
Left your food
twenty-five years of bein' locked down, twenty-three and one
My father has not called any shots
From one of the most secure and segregated prisons in
twenty-five years of bein' locked down, twenty-three and one
My father has not called any shots
From one of the most secure and segregated prisons in
three,
To hear thy words I have pitye;
As Thou wilt, Lord, so must it be,
To Thee I will be bayn.
Lay down thy faggot, my own son dear.
Isaac
All ready
is going
Down by 20 per cent every year i just
Talked to the superintendent, met
With Michael Sacks, that’s Ron's
Right hand man so
I think it's
His father was a man who could never understand
The shame on a red man's face
So they lived in the hills and they never came down
But to trade in
young my eyes were wise, my father was good to me
Instead of having a flock of sons he had two other girls and me
And if we had used our Spanish names,
Circled by arcane and evil books
Scouring them for any hint of knowledge.
Charles, Jim and Will
A father's son who doesn't know his dad
Suddenly he wishes
been gone for too long
When he get free
We gon' run the league Like it's three on three
Until then me and D gone hold it down like P.O.P.
We ain't have
The Festival?!
LUCINDA
What, you wish to go to the Festival?
ALL THREE
The Festival?
The King's Festival?
NARRATOR
And her father had taken for his new wife
In a little country village not very far away
There lived a rich but aged man whose hair was turning gray
He had three sons three only ones both Jack
It's elementary
[Lloyd Banks]
1,2,3,4
[50 Cent]
Lloyd Banks' in the house
[Lloyd Banks]
Now get the fuck on the floor
I slid through the front door
With
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