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
He is truly amazing
Yea
Lord Fucking Lucretius
Uh
We ain't got gas and we ain't got coal
If I rap to this hub it'll light by itself
You want
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HONEY BUCKET:
In times of bella foe fa lies cobalt cast and clean.
I gotta motor fare the wheel real fast and fear.
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
*
Words sometimes
his chest he
Lookin' like Red Fox
This will fuck up a disc
But not one that come out a Redbox
Shot him walkin' up the stairs, I shot son
The real
I get my pocket tapped Goodz
Ya Grape is in the street 'cause
Like Suge my pockets fat Goodz
Ya squad not strapped Goodz
Them guys by ya side will
and half my kisses
Superstar don't do the dishes
I just want the great apes to be free
Come on now, you lazy cowboy
Heads or tails, but not right now,
was
And still by her side the first guy stayed
Head gettin' more fucked by the day
He stuck it out for nine months I don't know why
And then
Hello, can I help you?
Yeah, do you do fat grafting? Yes
Oh great i had a tail put on by Dr gordon oK
And I want to have some fat grafted onto
It i
Tell no tails to a dead man's ear
Distorting my story someone hold my beer
Rock your dome to the atmosphere
The fate of those who do not adhere
What you
bought)
Damn real, V-Rock, their fiendin' is funky
Pin the tail on the donkey
(Bring that beat back)
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
I do more
If you say I’m lying then I am flying
Surfing them chords since I was about 9
She brainiac yeah she give me all the mind
Yellow tail in her tail like
sweetheart you can keep that kiss
You're a freak with no tail
You have no ass, class
You can't pass, you're simply trash
You're a typical nigga, the kind
25 Cents 2 sides choose wisely
Heads or tails they can lead to fatalities
100 Dollar bills can make life seem peaceful
We all know money is the root
playing heads or tails with a dime-piece
If it's heads, you gon' come and get me sloppy
And if it's tails, I give you the 'Rari car key
Over a hunnid
me by the tail, tail, tail
I'm not going to tell you my story
But it's too long to say because my name is Wayde
She wouldn't stop man. My story's too
they still here
Try to make the race not my last so im still here
Fuck the negative in the past make it real clear
Had to go and throw em in the crash
a walking contradiction
Living fiction
That's depicted by
Mental restrictions (that's not real)
When ya dog coming up in the hood
But you keep him down
behind the third door)
Funkentelechy (the big deal, heads I win, tails you lose)
Funkentelechy (there's nothing that funk will not render funkable)
boy Flemmin, yellow bone women
Got to come through real sexy, not skinny
Don't want no big fat bitch
Can't let that ho ride with me on the switch
Gotta
boy Flemmin, yellow bone women
Got to come through real sexy, not skinny
Don't want no big fat bitch
Can't let that ho ride with me on the switch
Gotta
the feeling that
A woman is behind it
So I'm always chasing tails
The real-life Sonic
And I'm always spitting fire half black
Half demonic
Nah, I'm half black
behind the third door)
Funkentelechy (the big deal, heads I win, tails you lose)
Funkentelechy (there's nothing that funk will not render funkable)
Tossing periods in front of false reps?
It's not the 187 when the 360 slept
You swallow the cake from the plate of elevate
Or you might get sparked by
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