Lyrics:
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
Twas a dark day in Dallas, November '63
A day that will live on in infamy
President Kennedy was a-ridin' high
Good day to be livin' and a good day
shit
But work for Nick before
It's 54 cards in a deck
I guess I'm short a few
I bought a new Smith & out
The clip be stickin' out like Florida do
I'm
go work my move
I gotta keep me a fire because the streets so cruel (Juice me up, OJ)
Kind of barbaric, it ain't my fault, I was raised by wolves
mind a lotta people gon die
Last of my kind
Feeling like Optimus Prime
I be on the pinnacle of every nigga's shine
These niggas gone gin piggy
Fuck
from be courageous
Why he leaved his independent movies?
What kind of melody has his grooves?
But fuck them, Nick replies
Keep the keep running,
my heart and a peace of mind
Somehow I know it's fate
And not the cruel and vicious kind
You know I'm feeling great
I've found my way back,
he's not bad in his own kind of way
But if he doesn't like your face he'll beat you up 'cos you're gay
I nick stereos, videos and TVs
I love being
you were always my G
And if the world is cruel
I will be the last one standing here to protect you
Don't grow up too soon (yeah)
From now and until
and it's no.
When you think it's sin, want to live by tha sword,
Gotta die, gash, ash to dust.
They turnin' that passin' and not with tha less.
Lil'
cheer
even strangers try to be nice
cause St. Nick's checking it twice
The lights are hangin
the mistletoe is swayin
and we're grooving to the carols
a problem with people coming and going
The tears are flowing, I know I should let 'em roll
But I don't know if
I'll be able to live
While whatever it is
Keep
the Devil with face of angel
He was cruel and sweet, sweet and cruel as homemade sin
If you could be so kind
To help me find my mind
I'd like to thank you
And I hope you taking notes I'm the wrong one to play with
My hair is so faded know no one related
I'm one of a kind kind of like Lil Wayne is
I live with
engineer
Free toonchi , and they ain't gotta listen to this shit
They ain't gotta fuck with me, you know
I always felt like I was one of a kind
Long live Dee
the 5-0-0
On the way to the cribo
So, how you live?
I had to ask my man Biv
Uhm hmm
Looking kind of positive
Easily you can be left alone
Tighten it
get come from the state Ha
Oh you ballin but you live on section eight Ha
Rent like thirty five a month but you be late Ha
Type of bitch that cant get
the Devil with face of angel
He was cruel and sweet, sweet and cruel as homemade sin
If you could be so kind
To help me find my mind
I'd like to thank you
Behold! The star towers of the Electric Castle! See how it
embraces the sky! How insignificant the mere mortal,
drawfed by the majesty of its
you'll be saying nevermind
You know life is cruel, life is never kind
Kind hearts don't make a new story
Kind hearts don't grab any glory
We're the kids
cruel to be kind
It's a one-way street
You've got to live on the edge just to make a big deal
This life's big fun, man, it's like a roulette wheel
you'll be saying never mind
You know life is cruel, life is never kind
Kind hearts don't make a new story
Kind hearts don't grab any glory
We're
more important
Than working for brute, cruel people
We have a small time to make an impact
Make it work for you
Will your impact be servitude or slavery
slice is like fine surgeons
It's a fine time to be kind of earthy
my rhyme science is kind of nerdy
Me and nick is like Bert and Ernie
2 sticks of butter
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