Lyrics:
and the white pony
On my back are bills staying off my toes always on my heels
Insane, plain, soldiers coming in the dark by plane
To enforce the new system by
and the white pony
On my back are bills staying off my toes always on my heels
Insane, plain, soldiers coming in the dark by plane
To enforce the new system by
que tu make it, ta blonde paye tes bills
"J'ai le très grand plaisir de vous présenter
L'une des plus prestigieuses petites formations"
Ya,
if you eat it by yourself
Then you're the "heavy breather!"
The world's divided in two camps
You don't like it-or you do
You can't escape that aroma
kiss is all I need
It can't take me for a ride in the country
Or walkin' in the rain
Money never feels any joy
Honey it sure don't feel any pain
I
It's a hell of a ride so ride on
It's a hell of a ride so ride on
Joy ride, roll my window up
It's a hell of a ride so ride on
In the city where
(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis)
Me an' RJ an' the kids was on a camp-out in the mountains, and we had us one'a them you-Drive-'Em Army Jeep
them niggas die too
You see joy through the eyes you cry through
Who in here believe in a parallel universe?
(I do) i knew a Jack that got high
Then got
You the comfort in a death camp
Grace in the presence of slaughter
A contradiction to this hell on earth
Who am I, that you would sacrifice it all?
I
the real one
OG
Bursting Chequers
With my day ones
Blood
I'm keeping it real
I got no joy
No joy
I was in the mud
It was no fun
Streets
No slips
No smiles
kid, the Nisei Artie Shaw,
Dropped by rehearsal in a tar paper barrack
Once he joined up, sister, it was on
They practiced daily, gigged on the weekend
called summertime
Nothing but joy inside our mind
Day after day we feeling fine
Nothing we do went out of line
Oh what a wonderful day
Live in the moment
[Snoop Dogg]
Eastside
Yeah
Fell good we got homeboyz out there that look out for
That's on the real
I mean the real homeboy it's hard to come by
and the glass, come back to me
Leave your bills all unpaid
Let your bed go unmade
Your souffle unsouffled, come back to me
Come by sail, come by freight
In
to destroy
Count it all joy, count it all joy
I don't have it all figured out
I've been taking it day by day
I tell myself get out the way
I'm gonna let You
taken in by camps and black sites
We are dehumanised and stripped of all rights
Muslims are problematic statistics
They don't care if we live or we die
back at the plate
But swing and miss on the third time
And your bills are paid by the state
"Don't you worry 'bout healthcare,"
John Q stated,
a psychopathologist, pathologically I'd exist
Infamous, run with the twist
[Chorus: repeat 16X]
Run for your life
[Ill Bill]
Reports provided by department
livestock
In the dark of the cave their faces warp
Their hollow sockets devoid of joy and warmth
Perhaps driven mad by hallucination
At last the predator
like Ralphus, and shoot a slug untill you throw my load up
[Ill Bill]
I'm stirring in the pain in the center of your brain
Carve a path with a butcher
please take your aim at me
Cherish the thought
Of always having you here by my side
Cherish the joy
You keep bringing it into my life
Cherish your
then bill it
Get me a drop, I'll draw that bait
Tryna turn man off, broad day on the mains
Do it and dash, don't leave no trace
Ain't corn in
Reverend Bill Funderburk sings "He Cared That Much For Me"
Charles Surratt introduces his own composition "On Calvary For Me"
"The Joy of Knowing
The foundation attacked by rats cracks
And your problems get deeper
The relief in the here and now
With every creak and improper sound
First raises an eyebrow
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