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That's the Way It Is  
Written By Bruce Hornsby

Standing in line, marking time

Waiting for the welfare dime

'Cause they can't buy a job

The man

worke­d with Dave Matth­ews Band, ZZ Top, Robyn­, *NSyn­c, Bruce Horns­by, Repub­lica, La Bouch­e, The Macar­ena, Chris Whitl­ey, Judy Colli­ns, Indig­o

worke­d with Dave Matth­ews Band, ZZ Top, Robyn­, *NSyn­c, Bruce Horns­by, Repub­lica, La Bouch­e, The Macar­ena, Chris Whitl­ey, Judy Colli­ns, Indig­o

worke­d with Dave Matth­ews Band, ZZ Top, Robyn­, *NSyn­c, Bruce Horns­by, Repub­lica, La Bouch­e, The Macar­ena, Chris Whitl­ey, Judy Colli­ns, Indig­o

worke­d with Dave Matth­ews Band, ZZ Top, Robyn­, *NSyn­c, Bruce Horns­by, Repub­lica, La Bouch­e, The Macar­ena, Chris Whitl­ey, Judy Colli­ns, Indig­o

12th of February 1982, If I said that
already, too f'king bad! Ah, it was first released, as I said, whenever it was, featuring Bruce on vocals. Now

to bring
Them back a little bit later but we have
This very special highly
Evolved permutated tango it's
Actually a perverted tango by the time yes
It's so

tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em
Now I'ma show 'em
Her posse beat me by the threes, I call 'em Reggie Miller
She roll my weed in giant ?, she tall

and he goes, "right you horrible lot,
you musician slime, you scumbags, you sleazeballs, get on that stage now, it's time to do your show, you
lazy

full of all of my green
And like study shows i'm
Jackie Chan, Jet Li & Bruce Lee
Especially
If I g o t
The m i c
For eternity
Need more than three bowls

copes in their own way
I can't take your word you gotta show me
Y'all ain't really real that's a role play
I've been getting high by my lonely
Everybody

giant glowing asshole, silhouetted by the last rays of the sunset. 

I finally get the song out and it goes pretty good - there may have been a few

wrongs make a right
Let me take you by the arm, I'm alligator-like (bite her arm)
Gal, I waited all my life for you, heart is racin' like Talladega

Whenever we roll up you just fold up
When shit goes down, down, you never show up
You’s a fuck nigga

Ah, these niggas never who they say they is
They never

up, now they all show love
Everyday
Hold up, I show up and the place goes nuts
Everyday

We get to work on time, like everyday (work)
No days off,

Used to have to scrape to get by (yeah)
Now my community's gated and I
Made it and my neighbors say hi (say hi)
I'm givin' 'em pounds, I'm upscale now

Cash in cash out I don't know where it goes
Bitches twerkin' on my table puttin' on a show
Snowboy music by the dj let's go
Aces for the bitches with

Is this all life is? Cus I am not happy with the life I live. Show me where I can complain. I've had enough of pain. It's ruining my health so

the ends (N) 15 like Shambo 
This beat was made by walkz but 
The steel on my waist 
Gonna beat like bangles
Back this blade tryna turn him to bits 
Let

Blood on my tee I'm a killer lowkey
Prada is what I'm gettin for free
Get of my line bitch im trynna see
Im kicking his shit call me fuckin bruce lee
I

Latino Pt. 2

Chris Rivers

Human

2015

Or a single mother from the ghetto either
Fuck y'all

It's a small island in the Caribbean that we be in
Goes by the name of Puerto Rico

Nigga the champ is

By ancient kings discovered
Ayatollah the controller I break
The strings of puppets, soul Killa

Pessimistic, damn they so pessimistic
Even though I'm

on the
Strings of the puppets
How I work this hard without rushing
Bitch I want it if you did you’d a done it
My hair look luscious, My soul on crutches
I goes

My hometown likes T but fuck T (fuck T, fuck T)
Bruce Grove youth club was the best, always givin' up with fuckery, yo
Me and bro went halves