Lyrics:
listen, ah, do you know how...
Do you know how to get to the chateau mormon from here?
Not exactly...is it by the, by the airport?
No no, we don't, we have
Homie knows his Life is not an island
I call him a diamond by the way they undermine him
Cut and refine him, do it jus to shine him
Delilah came around
cheese
So let's talk about Swizz (Swiss)
No, let's not make up a whole bunch
Of lies to get by Cass'
No he didn't sign you over me
Let's not lie Cass'
When
time you pass me by
I like the way you move your body
Girl, I must admit
You're looking real fit
Let's chill for a little bit
I know you wanna get
My pain my gain
It’s apart of the blessing
When I think about the blessing
Get to dancing like David
Probably Got the angels singing
Cause they know
for me and you
Another year with nothing to do
Another year for me and you
Another year with nothing to do"
In 1970, David Peel's second album came
custom's man.... "What, please... come over here please, where have you just come from?" 'Arry's
going, "Whoah look, f'king not that it's any of your
Indignation
Looks like you haven't slept all night
In my professional opinion
Go back to bed and turn off your light
I'm not a doctor or a preacher
I've
by you weaklings, such nerve
Such gall valoran at my hand? Now
That's thinking too small
Imagine if you will a small nexus of worlds
As they curl
On the mosty cruel
Henry Hall and David Lloyd betty Grable too
Hello, this is John, speaking with his voice
(Huh) We're all very happy to be able
To talk to you
as we knew
you offered me drink, I wanted more than a sip
But I couldn't let go of the straws I was clinging to
Giving it over, giving it over
I was
Kathy's OK"
At the police station a concerned sergeant is on the phone.
"Hey Doc, I've got little David here,
Would you come over and take a look,
He
It'll just look ugly
For a thousand years...)
You can't run a country
By a book of religion
Not by a heap
Or a lump or a smidgeon
Of foolish rules
of the body
It's the same outcome
I get physical where I'm from
You too little and frail i'm Steph Curry
Not cause I 30 all y'all favorite rappers
But mostly
Senator Hollings: Willy nilly over the air
Senator Hollings: Rock porn rock porn rock porn
Senator Hawkins: This issue is too hot not to cool down
a little head)
(With just a, with just a, with just a)
Hey, you know me as the C-Man
With bars cleaner than a drip-pan
I'm not used to rapping 'cause I
to your own life
I do that too when I listen to music
That's why I'm doing this for you
And a little bit for me
That's why I'm doing this for you
That's why
David
I miss you
Just-
Just a little bit
Ahhh
Care for you, but fuck you - that's to start it off
Undernet my residence, the garden wall
And you know
laughs a little, and at that
At least for the night
The conversation is over one afternoon
We take a break from the studio
To shoot photos for this
the grand prize
I'm entranced by your looks, come and give the Shady franchise a push
You can get it in a can like some Anheuser Busch
Jeans too small,
the light
And no one gave a shit
Not even the kids
He was already dead you see
Your body moved slow
And you're brain did too
Mind wrecked by drugs
Go Find
[O Dawg from Menace II Society]
"Oh nigga guess what!
Word got back about the little marks who jacked you!
I know where they be kickin it
instead I'm just being confined by the way that you and I define,
Who I am as if you're not standing over there,
Just soaking in all of the sounds from
sometimes I ask myself
Will the violence ever cease "Oh my God"
(You know you gon' like it, Kalonji, Wyclef)
It's too hot on the floor man "Oh my God"
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