Lyrics:
one these niggas just got to Hollywood
You gon' learn to respect my mind or my right hook
Look, everybody saying you gotta do it by the book ain't never
I had a dream last night
It was a hardcore battle
I remember Katy Perry on a dark horse saddle
Followed by far more cattle
I was there alone with
I'll tell you right up front
I'm playing by the book
Baby, there is one thing I am saving just for you
Darling, I got one thing I ain't giving
she want the nigga with the big, fat nuts
A man is measured by the things that he has
And if you ain't got shit
Well I guess you ain't shit, unless
Yo
of those seems like ive been scared years
Cant get out of bed and life is kinda hard years
No one ever made me feel so sad
Now all I see is cute boys
With
tell you?
It's what's inside that counts
make me a star
make me look great
make me look grand
I've got style and grace
but it's a painted-up face
gets
of a mirror
It was buried so deep and so dear
She caught the eye of a guy passing by who said
"My, if I prove to be faithless, you'll surely know why
Oh,
again
Time is laying heavy on my heart
Seems I've got too much of it since we've been apart
My friends make me smile if only for while
You can make
When the midnight choo choo leaves for Alabam'
I'll be right there, I've got my fair
When I see that rusty haired conductor man
I'll grab him by
Nothing lasts forever
But judging by the weather
I'm starting to get a sick feeling that it might
And I don't want to fight you anymore Benjamin
It's
the same old thing
Is anybody gonna come and here me sing?
And even if they do, won't have a thing to sing about
Here in the land of make believe
I've got
involved by mischance ended up in grief
Cleared out the house then phoned up your brief
All this stress is making me ill
I've had enough so do what you
man
With a ticket in the rain
Mary Anne, I know I'm a long shot
But Mary Anne, what else have you got
I am a ticket taker, many tickets have I
grow
It simply begs the question, where did the future go?
Over there in Iraq there's a big oil well
Everyone's in shock overought by the smell
Maybe a nice restaurant
Wash those dishes man
Is this the life you set out for yourself in your younger days
Well I might as well stand at attention
I know that you've heard people say many, many times
You don't pass through this world
But once you'll get yours and I'll get mine
But I've got
Used to be a killer
Best killer in the land
Killed women and children
Just as easy as a man
Leave their mangled bodies
Nonchalantly at the door
But
there
but everyday that goes by
i swear its harder and harder to care
i fight the good fight i do the best i can
but man sometimes its impossible
Hear that train rollin' down the track
Passin' by this old shack
Whistle blow and it blow again
Just a lonely sound comin' through the wind
From the gate what you know about rapping motherfucker
You can't even hold the microphone without it feedbacking
Since the days of speed rapping I've
to NYC by the way of the pasture
Naive and pure I stepped from the steppes
From the pie to the apple like Ming it's merciless
But my mastery
Wally got lost in a patch of weeds,
and they found his body floating in the reeds
He said he'd gone fishing with the boy from across the creek
Now
and move your feet
Back off man, I can do it
Now, don't you feel better?
Hey, this is fun, you're right Stimpy
I'm sorry, I'm all the time so mean to you
I guess I make my way ok,
I guess I do,
I guess I get by just like you,
I'm keeping to myself though,
If you don't mind,
I don't want to leave
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