Lyrics:
to fight but it mimics me
I haven't been living free
Ending my misery
I guess tonight's a good night to die
I nigh lived a life worthy to try
To fight
name is freak master sir and Ima show you how to do it
Go left and right and pop it down for a player now
Body go stupid just wanna feel you layin down
God for Parliament
Everybody funky knows that they was heaven sent
There's Michael Hampton at one end of the stage
Banging out Maggot Brain with Eddie
the chronic by the tree
"I love it when you call me big poppa"
Throw your hands in the air, if you'se a true player
"I love it when you call me big pop-pa"
tony the blacker baron
My bitches in g-strings covered by donna caren
Mr. tony never leave ya: bye bye!
Versace suits with the fuckin' collar - butterfly
the chronic by the tree
"I love it when you call me big poppa"
Throw your hands in the air, if you'se a true player
"I love it when you call me big pop-pa"
I got the chronic by the tree, 'cause
(I love it when you call me Big Poppa)
Throw your hands in the air, if you's a true player
(I love it when
best right
Here on stage
This song is a tribute
To a good old friend of mine
And he's a damned
Good triangle player
And he's standing right by my
try to diss, your butt is on a meat hook
Want some of me? You're on a mission
Bad move, you end up missin
Let's get it straight for the '89 tip
got crystal meth
"I think I'm in love..."
Baby doll it's on
You were made for me baby, since the day you were born
You just had to find the player that
hope to meet
Dribbles loves a kickabout, he'll join in any game
He's not the greatest player but he loves it all the same
In fact, he loves the game so
(e.a.poe)
Jeff performed a reading of this poem by edgar allan poe for the tribute compilation closed on account of rabies, produced by hal willner.
You ever get to the point where you so frustrated
You ready to give up?
You ready to end it all?
Don't do it dog, word up
I don't care if you
Ladies and gentleman, it's a beautiful evening in Pittsburgh tonight!
Live from our studio in Highland Park!
Travel time 45 minutes from the airport
Through heartbreak and sorrow
Connected till the end
Reborn by hellfire
I'm with you till the end
I'm looking back at how the things once have been
I
with the hands
(John) By the best bass players in the land
(Alvin) When the bass starts thumpin' sho 'nuff hits the spot
(Rhonda) And I hope it never
I have lived every lyric every note blood and flesh found a new voice unbroken
Feel it all synchromesh
Emerge from the wings, pull the strings
ever heard in your life.
I'm talking about the kind of song where not only is the character in the song dead by the end of the song, but he's been
of the line
And I'm just gonna throw Nems on the top of the line
You know what I mean?
Yup
Then boom, boom, in the end it was like
You was like
Yo, 'cause
a do me ama etc...
When the squire come by he was humming his song
Thinking to himself how it wouldn't be long
But when he got there no string he found
dogg is with us tonight
That's what I'm sayin'
On the Shaggy Show, shit we ain't playin'
And that ain't it, also on the show
Another motherfucker
players?
Is it bad luck? I’m not really sure about it
The next bass player was a devilish kid
A King of bass.
Girls, drugs, and a heart attack in the end
the character in the song
Dead by the end of the song but he's been dismembered as well
And the Front Porch Boys stopped
And looked up at me just long enough
$hort, don't say it tonight, beeatch
It started on a bright morning in 1987
I was in my drop-to Caddy y'all
Gettin sucked by a bitch named Helen
Nasty
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