Lyrics:
By the authority vested in me by the state of Texas
I now pronounce you husband and wife
You may now kiss the bride
Just make it simple
Im already in
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
what Heaven sounds like (wait a minute, wait a minute)
Just let it fill the room (let's go, let's go)
One of these mornings
And it won't be long
We
I'm the three
And three (badda-ba-ba-by-by) it's the magic numberrr
(badda-ba-ba-by-by)
Chorus: KRS-One
It takes 7 Dee Jays to control a sound
I'm going to) Throttle down...kicked up You can hear Me coming by The Sound If you ('aint for aren't) riding H-D You ('aint gor aren't) Riding now
I be
can put some feel in nene
The way you shaken ass bitch lemme hit it
Oops my fault my hand be wondering
9 to 5 must be killin
Let me tell you
run things
It's nothing, I do this cause it's easy
It pays well, pumpkin
Be a "bit of fun" fling, but it's getting kinda boring
I am too awesome
I
worth the while
Let's go out in style
1-2-3
There's still time to make it right
(Yeah, yeah)
Eyes on me
You'll be melting by tonight
(Yeah, yeah)
Just
(Intro) I hate this place ya heard Yall in a different class all by yall self As Johnny would say yall belong to the P.U. It’s an inside joke so
to let it go
Leave it in the past, this night won’t last
As long as you’re with me i got you
Call my number, call my name
I’ll be by your side, we’ll stay
bases surrounding them it is proper
That we should be deeply concerned
But we must be able to see
Their side of the coin -
And not let this concern turn
time little Layzie let 'em know now.
Take it to the streets and let the pump, pump go pow!
Take my style, let me show you how I go wild.
Now you playin'
For the ghetto media
Don't let the light skin fool y'all
I will fuck you up
This is what it sounds like, when thugz cry
This is what it
noisy pipes
I ain't tryna be the richest, I'm cool with an M like Obie Trice
Rappers sing the same song, it must be karaoke night
That shit sound like
be
I wake up to the sound of music
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
Oh, let it be, let it be, let it be
Let it be there will
let that torch go
Y'all could keep it, they got flashlights now
And flamethrowers, and I got one on my back right now
Remain focused, that's what I tell
following the line, created your own design
And then the circle to twang the destination is devine.
Let's it sound, let's it sound
Music be the weapon
rough
It's a cold sound
Cold sound
Baby I've been let down
To a cold sound
Don't you want to chill now
Baby chill now
You been let down
When the lone
Caesar, sir.
C: (salutes) Hail Caesar.
If it's not done by sunrise, I'll cut your balls off.
B: (very reliefed) Oh thank you sir, thank you sir, hail Caesar
think it's 'bout time little Layzie let 'em know now.
Take it to the streets and let the pump, pump go pow!
Take my style, let me show you how I go
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
A sweet sound
Let my life be worship
In music, in silence
Let my life be worship
In
get it
I try tell my bros 'bout
What we can do with my dope sound
We can live up on the road wow
We be chasing up the dough wow
While being chased by
That shit i need y'all to
Be quiet while he's rappin' let's get
It hold it down hold
It down! Hold it down let's get
It Cass' hold it down everybody
And when the night is cloudy
There is still a light that shines on me
Shine until tomorrow
Let it be
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I wake up to the sound of music
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