Lyrics:
for this is my ticket to the Edmonton 5000, which will be given up for you.
UNCLE WALTER:
In a similar way, when their allotted time in the racquetball
a fishy feeling
Normally Walt joke on the phone, this time he over serious
My heart droppin'
I'm like, "yo, what is it?!"
He say he with T.Y
passion
Took my heart and buried it, now I'm a player savage
But it's okay cause I got ways of fucking getting back, bitch
Uh, Walter White, Walter White,
as I have a home in England.
Frederick:
No, by a home I mean real home--the place where your family is.
Anatoly: [Spoken]
England is my real home.
late
That you're my one true friend
With such sadness we both live
Though it's unpardonable
I ask you to forgive can't we be
As we were? If not for me
wasn't even the number flashing on the screen
You shouldn't have my personal information
When you want to buy hearts for your tin men in mass
We've got
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
live and die
Time ingests us like a wolfhound all that happens is we die
Live your life out don't feed my trout you have your own fish my guy
Find
help me walter Hartright
Is his name
(Another man who is sitting at the back
Overhears her and steps forward he takes
Her by the arm and during the next
de Courcy from Global Television plays his opening gambit.
Walter: [Spoken]
You father is alive.
Florence: [Spoken]
My father? Alive?
Walter
I walk thru
It might get hectic
I'm the life of the party
Make you cats feel hella threatened
Just by my presence
I make you show your true essence
We
My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance
Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them
Smell like fish
Mr. Big Mouth, the gat be trout
You need to douche out your style no doubt
Johnny struck through the Shaolin slum
Prum prum prum on my
like fish
Mr. Big Mouth, the gat be trout
You need to douche out your style no doubt
Johnny struck through the Shaolin slum
Prum-prum-prum on my
the moon above
A whale of a tale and it's all true
I swear by my tattoo
There was Mermaid Minnie, met her down in Madagaskar
She would kiss me, any
like fish
Mr. Big Mouth, the gat be trout
You need to douche out your style no doubt
Johnny struck through the Shaolin slum
Prum-prum-prum on my
what I can sorting out yeah
She is balling out, bro
You do not be in my shoe, Bro
This street cat
Ah, man!
Ah they are jarring fam
I don't know if I want
of Smokestack Walter
But I can promise you one thing I will always try to mean what I say
You'll know when I'm joking, and when my heart is broken, and when I'm
the moon above.
And a whale of a tale,
It's all true,
I swear by my tattoo.
There was Mermaid Minnie, met her down in Madagascar.
She would kiss me,
ain't blocking my blessings
Salvation ensured and cemented
What you think is the story of our whole lives?
Gotta pick between two sides
One came
MF DOOMSDAY, rapping's my true power
Rent is due tomorrow but I do not want to pay
Yesterday love was such an easy game to play
Now I need a place
Regardless, if my heart isn't lighter than a feather
Then how would I ever enter, heaven of Earth
This isn't what I discovered is it?
Gotta listen, have my
by surprise
Niggas always playing wit my name ain't no rookie to the games
Better quit it boy you know i got that get back
Fast life got a shorty heart
do it for the bens
I'ma ah real one and my soul feel young
I've been healing what is in me like a young teal swan
I'm a ah real boss, I can't take
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