Lyrics:
I'm going ape
Shawty's asking when we linkin' no Abe
I'm a bullet if she giving brain
At the movies with my hand on her nape
(Now- now Karri, please run
bullets sting and tear
You ain't invisible, even Superman in a wheelchair
You love to hear the story, again and again Shootouts and fist fights, losing
I'm customized to do everything I shouldn't do
I've learned all that I know by stubbornness and blues
I got my schooling more or less on the street
“Fashion”
Written by Kyle Melerski and produced by Clayton William
Pre
Friends asking why she loves me.
They only care about what I have.
But she’s
And the wood creep beneath the porch and the old dog moaned and cried
As the sirens passing by
And Mr. Williams brought a mean batch of that moonshine
a tear to my eye
I'd rather get hit by a bullet, a bullet
than you
No I'll never fall in love again
Through it brings a tear to my eye
I'd rather get hit
SUFFOLK MIRACLE
or SWEET WILLIAM'S GHOST (2)
It's of an old and wealthy man
He had a daughter and her name was Ann
She were handsome, fine and tall
the same here, we shoot off and bang here
Red dot your nose like you was Rudolph the Reindeer
I'm fast when I race cars, I smash and I scrape cars
Love candy
Fade Away Feat. Airinna Namara, Hunter Williams, Lil Bonk
Policy / Fade Away Feat. Airinna Namara, Hunter Williams, Lil Bonk
Fade Away - Lyrics By
myself)
Huh, and when you lookin' at me (ooh)
Tell me what do you see? (I love myself)
Ahh, I put a bullet in the back of the back of the head
with our love
And we'll be alright
We'll make it by
We'll make it by
We'll make it by
We'll make it by
We'll make it by
We' make it by with our love
Stanley Tookie Williams the third
And to those who also been murdered by the hands of our government
We will not stop fighting for you
We will not stop
over 25 years
Rest In Peace Stanley "Tookie" Williams The Third
And to those who also been murdered by the hands of our government
We will not stop
Williams last two
00, Good looking
All I keep hearing is how - you're in a gang
You - robbed those people and killed them too
You need to Die
All I
am mindless
Like the bullets that keep flying in the sky
Piercing through the thunder clouds to set the rhythm of the movement in the club
'Cuz I love
Of what some other motherfucker did
Love to fib bout the Fibonacci sequence
Do you flicker like Liberace Sequins
Or maybe twinkle like little stars
What? Hip-hop y'all, to the top y'all
Hip-hop check it out
It's like that uh and it sounds so nice
Hip-hop, you the love of my life
We 'bout
What? Hip-hop y'all, to the top y'all
Hip-hop check it out
It's like that uh and it sounds so nice
Hip-hop, you the love of my life
We 'bout
Well my friends are gone, my hair is grey
And I ache in all the places where I used to play
And I'm crazy for love, but I'm not coming on
I'm just
Written by: Dèja D. Williams
Produced by: Thomas, Craiger, Shahid Elamin, Dèja D. Williams
Dèja,
I think this my favorite song
I think this
the Parkinson's done eat away my brain
And made me Robin Williams crazy
Or I end up with dementia, but you rocking with a sadist
Hate to say this, but if
pickle inside (inside)
Where's that horse? I've farted
Roger heard it
Where'd I put that mat
By the rocket dude, open your eyes
William (William
Hayley Williams
Hayley!
I thought that I could find someone
But there ain't no woman like
Hayley!
I thought that I might fall in love
'Cos it don't
door
A-calling May Margaret's name?
It's only your first love, little William
This night come to her home
Open your gates this night
Open and let
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