Lyrics:
(I'm gonna sing you one of my favorite songs)
(This is written by a good friend of mine)
(By the name Steve Goodman)
Ridin' on the City of New
to stand mesmerized by the fact that my ship is now gently Floating above the clouds that dreams are made of
The sun is not a glaring enemy like it was in
beautifully articulated
Demonstrated by the never faded strong facial feature
of the teacher, I am the teacher, you can check it
The styles they're
you don’t think so, you ain’t carin’
No opinions, only facts here
Only facts are what I’m sharin’
There’s a thing we have in common
I hope that you’re
all is that we are bonded by the First Amendment!
We have the freedom of expression!
We have the freedom of choice!
And you, Chinese, black, green,
Machine Gun Kelly is as self-effacing as he
Is talented known also
By his real name Colson
Baker, MGK effortlessly defies
Easy categorization from
just a passenger, increasing your cardiovascular
And I'm not contained by parameters
Just dropping extraordinary rhymes
Got you feeling legendary
I got them rolling with me they passengers
You wanna fuck with me
Let's see if I'm free in my calendar
I'll rock up in a 3 litre with my head up
You're So Beautiful
This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the John Denver
Album, and has also been released
family
And they got no cars
Some Tesco's bag on their head
When it's raining family
My family are some money making family
Start behaving family
I turn
it's not my fucking problem
These are just songs using lyrics made by a made-up alter ego
That are read off a piece of paper
This alter ego is simply
control it, Goodbye good riddance
Put my toes in these Rick Owens, Passenger princess like where are we goin'?
I bust a left and almost crashed the load
I
miracles tonight
Bubble thoughts I shouldn't have, all the halves of my highs
Speeding by me in the passenger side
Endless numbers, motorcycle gang size
This song appears on four albums, and was first released on the John Denver Album. It has also been released on the Country Classics, Reflections
come this far by faith, leaning on the Lord
But now you got to get up, get out, and get something… what are you waiting for?
And you already know I’m
I might touch down, but I must ignore
See the flyest gotta stay flying to be that
I'm asking her, passenger, she dying to be that
And if we lying, I
Execute the passengers on the flight my executive decision
Then reminisce on how shady the business
Terrorists asked by Israelis when they visit
Bombed in
This is do or die are you here for the ride
I opened the door on the passenger side, don't take up on my time
If you say that you love me, then show
know them snakes comin'
Guerrillas on they way with them hundred-round drummins
Better get to runnin' I'm killin' by the dozen
Bitch, you're up you
album was the first album
With the real sound that
Electric punk rock became
"We are from the Lower East Side
We don't give a damn if we live or die
We
still takin' rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I
rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I try to tell them,
takin' rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I try
and even my
Image
My disciples are not even given my pictures
The Savants secretly leak some of my scriptures
But are squashed soon as they're seen by
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