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G.Kahn/W.Donaldson
Love me or leave me and let me be lonely
You won't believe me but I love you only
I'd rather be lonely than happy with somebody
M-O
M-O-R
M-O-R-N-I-N-G

M-O
M-O-R
M-O-R-N-I-N-G-W-O-O-D

If you're rock and roll, disco, heavy metal angel
Come on everybody, to the Nth
nie mów tak 
Tak - nie mów tak - nie 

Bóg Boga Bóg 
Bóg Boga Bogu Bóg 
Bóg z Bogiem Bóg 
Bóg z Bogiem 
W zbuku z Bogiem 
Bóg Boga
G.R.O.W.

Grow!
I know because you are here and we live by the sun
You know why
Til' someone comes down and takes all the fun,

You don't owe
G.Kahn/W.Donaldson
Love me or leave me and let me be lonely
You won't believe me but I love you only
I'd rather be lonely than happy with somebody
baby

G-O-L-D-D-I-G-G-I-N-G-W-H-O-R-E (I love you baby)
G-O-L-D-D-I-G-G-I-N-G-W-H-O-R-E
Everybody knows she's a gold-digging whore
She's
Umi³owanie 

Mój poci¹g pêdzi 
W strony nieznane 
Lecz wszystko bêdzie 
(póŸniej czy prêdzej) 
zapamiêtane 

Peregrynacja 
Znajdzie swój fina³

Glory

Fog

Fog

Fog

2002

(har dee har har, start start the car)
D-why-I-n-g w-a-t-see-h be	-a-t-t-e-are-I-e-s
He's got in his hands an electrical box
Got in his hands
P...I...G...S...W...I...L...L
DESTROY... ALL... GIRLS!
Nomadic honeymooners pick up hitchhiker... shackin up, shakin down
Stagin RAMSHACKLE RUN
gettin' tired of dealing with the p-i-g-see-o-w-a-are-d

Cro-Magnum, meter maid fed, cinder block (hed)
How to serve and protect everything that you
away with this again
(You're goin' down) You're G-O-I-N-G D-O-W-N
(You're goin' down) Spread the news from coast to coast
(Down to the ground) You're
my only lifelong wish, this is my G R O W N U P Christmas list
So they made you pay. Now it's time for paybacks and sweet smell of revange.
When I steal your girlfriend you'll wish you were my friend.
V O O D O O G
in this era of G.W. Bush
We must load mental ammunition and bust, thus

I'm a hold you down, I got you
One more repetition, I'm a spot you
This is
the supreme being
Clocking the souls of men out like he was G-O-D and
W-A-Rrah, there'll be no tomorrow but sorrow
And horror will follow the hollow hearts
like he was G-O-D and

W-A-Rrah, there'll be no tomorrow but sorrow
And horror will follow the hollow hearts battle for dollars
Politicians, modern
That G)
If you got endo (Spit That G)
If you got currency (Spit That G)
W.T.C. (Spit That G)
Say Spit That G (Spit That G)
Say Spit That G (Spit
and back I ain't wit selling crack
I'd rather rob a nigga leave him wit a shell up in his back
On the real just to show proof, hit the G.W.B
And blow
crack
I'd rather rob a nigga leave him wit a shell up in his back
On the real just to show proof, hit the G.W.B.
And blow the whole roof off the toll
that, and spit that Boss up muthafucka and you can pimp that Hook: Swoop G w/ chorus I can't fuck no head doctor I don't give a fuck even if the bitch is
Yes, Dr. Greenthumb's got it all, I guarantee it
Try my book and you'll have the chronic in no time
Dial 1-800-713-GROW
That's 1-800
713
G R O-W

"Hello
G-are-O-W-N-A-S-S-M-A-N, ducking his own death threats
And stay fresh (What?)
Microscopic Sally Struthers with a lobster bib,
Munching on white platelets
Epiphanies leap out
politics
I put in work while you pop your lips
I ride for this, a soldier in this bitch, nigga

You can tell G. W. Bush
That he need to get some head
to hell and back I ain't wit selling crack
I'd rather rob a nigga leave him wit a shell up in his back
On the real just to show proof, hit the G.W
at my rest
The B-I-G, W-I-L-L
King of swing, and I rock well
The nail in the coffin of your average rapper
Jeff do the ditto for your average