Lyrics:
him but he always was the cryptic one
And the world sings
When the Beatles Hit America
When the Beatles Hit America
It's going to be sponsored by
of us is
Getting any younger when, in
A generation or so
A radio-active, cigar-smoking child
Picnicking on Saturn
Asks you what The Beatles affair
Was all
Can't even smile with you niggas
My face is stuck
Me and my niggas We move like The Beatles
Too many rumors juss Let it be
Rainy days light up
the lies in they lines
What lines in they eyes is fear
You hear? A coward cries when he dies
I was down now I'm up
They surprised by my rise
I've been out,
You
mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries!
GALAHAD: Is there someone else up there we could talk to?
GUARD: No, now go away or I
have been a bit of an irony
Cos if you "Let it Be" nothing will ever improve
But it was one of the first times I ever heard
One of the real Beatles
Sing
where I can hideaway
Oh shit, I believe in yesterday (yesterday)
That was the Beatles, I'm just keeping it real
Hold up, wait, dude how do you feel?
controls y'all, Big don't fold y'all
I spit phrases that'll thrill you
You're nobody 'til somebody kills you
(Change of beat)
Your reign on the top
Was
love you 'til the end
I will love you 'til the end
I will love you 'til the end
I will love you 'til the end of time
Caught up in the game that was
Once I make my first mil, told 'em fuck a brick
Brick, brick by brick, 'til it's empire
Lick by lick, go and sleep wide
Had to learn taxes, help you
love
And choices and options
But there was a limit
You know
It was the drum gear
Or a video game system
I couldn't
It wasn't both
We couldn't afford
saw the hippies cross.
By Herc on Technique needles syncopated time was on time,
The same time as the Beatles.
I was up there watching James Brown's
rebellious henchman is giving the orders
You like the Beatles and I like the Stones
But those are just records our parents owned
I can't believe those
was just thinkin' to myself, man
You know, this 'Blue Carpet Treatment' record is deep to me
And I need to let my peoples know how deep it is to me
Wishing I was there, naw nigga I don't wish no more
I'm the big cat, fish in the bowl
Basically you hear these rappers out here using my flow
They need
"Epidodes II" like "Attack Of The Clones"
Work 'til we break our back and you hear the crack of the bone
To get by just to get by
Just to get by, just
"Epidodes II" like "Attack Of The Clones"
Work 'til we break our back and you hear the crack of the bone
To get by just to get by
Just to get by, just
it's on the doorstep,
you know, until it involves their money, their territory.
Questioner: there's a special type of petition that
is vetoed by special
that Rock The Casbah was used by the americans during The Gulf War
That's ironic, you never know how things will end
I've always liked the group, I've
Shout out Pigeons and Planes
Shout out to Confusion, yeah
I mean it was a time you had to be there
Just kids with bright eyes and big dreams
Man
Me
by
Stop in at the Saturday Night Fish Fry
It was rockin', it was rockin'
You never seen such scufflin' and shufflin' 'til the break of dawn
It was
I walked through the door with you, the air was cold
But somethin' 'bout it felt like home somehow
And I left my scarf there at your sister's house
People might point to Mr. George Martin, uh
(Hell no, Bowie was the last Beatle!)
White was there when they were just startin'
(Hell no, Bowie was
to comatose, so dope, you overdose
Get back, you overclose, oh no
Whole hood loved son and then I blessed 'em with that Polo
Niggas was making music and then
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