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Eating Bon Ton cheese popcorn, hummin a KISS rock song
Socks long to my knees
Summer breeze runnin through the leaves
Playin freeze tag, can I stay out,
a coincidence and it's not ironic
God got a plan and purpose for your life man
The Quarter Peace Quartet gon' help me sing it right about now, uh
{*chicken
Various calls were made up for awarin' us
The D's in the marked vans and cabs
In our land
Hoodrats get stapped by niggas who forty
Turnin' out young lady's
Curb ya dog, he dropped his shit
Try'na pay his way outta gettin' his face split
He got away by the hair on his ass, he lucked up
Now every time
stealing people
Skrrrrrrrr!
MIZZLE!!!
Ok yea God we need ya
Prayin For my ppl
This world is evil
Im my brothers keeper
We be blowin blowing
QB like
be blowin blowing
QB like I'm pat imma heavy heavy
Rather Count racks
I Can't be poppin needles
Swervin serving in old school regals
Fly like
and I swang and I swang to the left
Pop my trunk for Fat Pat's death
I would give my last breath if I could bring you back
Bring Screw back
Matter fact
songs, I kinda got into the groove
They tried to criticize, my every single move
But then I realized, I had nothing left to lose
It took me by surprise,
songs, I kinda got into the groove
They tried to criticize my every single move
But then I realized I had nothing left to lose
It took me by surprise when
J. Elmo Fagg, founder and leader
Of the Blue Ridge Quartet
For twenty three years
Temple Records, LST 390
Planning to make a record?
We are
songs, I kinda got into the groove
They tried to criticize my every single move
But then I realized I had nothing left to lose
It took me by surprise when
There's a symphony in my head
Strings make up a quartet
Thoughts are hard to digest
Candy coated cereal for breakfast
Don't reply to no texts
Lately
(nope)
Hold on until the end by any means
It's yo destiny (yup)
Stay serious
No need for enemies
Only kin to me (me)
And who next to me (me)
That's what it
After the song was over
Nearly every person there
Went to the cathedral's basement
And started setting up tables and chairs
For that night
The racks for a song
Pat me on the back
When you see a nigga gone
Pat me on the back
When you see a nigga gone
Watch me serve em I'm Peter Pan
With the sauce
This is a story about a kid named Patrick
And I'll tell you off the bat that it's gon' be tragic
As it is for them that's from where he from
Pat
a lonely fool in Prague
Singing a love song and the words I wrote
I wrote for two
Gentle as a lullaby at night
I hear you humming private melodies
In the land of the greats out here by my lonely
Pats on the bacc only come from my homies
Facing the blunt that's the only opponent
If I get a play I
Yo yo brand new KRS why'all Maximum Strength
5 Boroughs of death we rep to death
Yo Kris set it for The Bronx..
We hit em and get em we stick em
enough
Will you play my favorite song
Got my party jacket on
Lemme be the one you love
Just admit you asked for it
Different scene
With a string quartet
the old fashioned flowers, violets are for me
Have them made in diamonds by the man at Tiffany
I want an old fashioned house, with an old fashioned fence
For all of y'all putting in work that they never saw
This song's for you
For everyone striving, but haven't yet got the call
This song's for you
dinosaurs in Jurassic Park
Oh no! They just escaped
The power went out setting them all free
Run for your lives! (Oh my God)
(Run for your lives, I got bit)
life. I was told to my career, no one wants to see an Asian girl singer songwriter writing a Christmas song is usually reserved for those who have
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