Lyrics:
things you are to me
Our wistful little star
It was far, too high
A teardrop kissed your lips
And so did I
Now when I remember spring
All
Atomism is a way in the crowded world today
Little dancing tender child
Why have all your dreams gone by
I took them in a tower where all
her, feel her, fuck her, forget her
Then you, you got to fuck her
If she's got big tits you suck her
Then you fuck her for a little while
Ram it
NOT POLITICS
WE WANT JUSTICE NOT POLITICS
WE WANT JUSTICE NOT POLITICS
WE WANT JUSTICE NOT POLITICS
LITTLE BIT OF TROUBLE YOU TURN TAIL AND RUN
remember April and you
The fire will dwindle into glowing ashes
For flames live such a little while
I won't forget but I won't be lonely
I'll remember
Education he never had
He did wonders when the times got bad
The little money from the crops he raised
Barely paid the bills we made
For, life had kick him
Californ-eye-ay or bust
Look out, you dirtbags
Eat my dust
From now on, I own the open road!
Just me and little Maxie
My pipsqueak pioneer
Their car
my woman
You're gonna hate me for the rest of your life
But this is my wife"
And I'm thinkin I want to stab him with a steak knife
Too little
little ass MC
Now...when I drop my format I mak yo brains go splat
from what I pack niggas gots to react
Chorus
last farewell
I fell in love with a pretty little thing I thought that wedding bells would ring
She was as sweet as sweet could be till I found out
the sun the world revlces around your head
you'll be a bmoc till the day that you are dead
[chorus]
cuz o.c. life is not the life for me
stupid little
the King pa-rum pum pum pum
Rum pum pum pum. rum pum pum pum
So to honor Him pa-rum pum pum pum
When we come
Little Baby pa-rum pum pum pum
I am
Hey there everybody
Please don't romp or roam
We're a little nervous
'Cause we're so far from home
So this is what we do
Sit back and let us
today
My skin feels a little tighter
The razor bites at my face
What are those lines in the mirror?
Can't seem to wipe them away
And my vision is blurry,
Gets tangled up every once in a while
What's a little anticipation in a violent liberation?
Clip your southern wings and fly
Scratching he's a puzzle
Listen up here's a tale about a white kid
That had to make some cash
Dropped out of school ain't never went to class
Sold a little grass, robbed
If I had a talking picture of you,
I would run it every time I felt blue.
I would sit there in the gloom of my lonely little room
And applaud each
never pursure the issue
The ninth initial, thought as to rip the bits n kibbles
I kick ass, more than a little, my rhyme riddle
Your mind's a dead
I'm a real outlaw real McCoy
Step to my boys I'm gonna reign on you little toys
Here to bring the end to the vibes in the past
It's the Ad freegin'
First I drank insecticide
A little more each day
Followed by dirty and sugary foods
Grown where the light was grey
Later my thoughts were small
you'll be okay
And we're bound to see another day
What does the beauty mean on the inside
Only here beneath the eye
Only a little bit older, the eyes
all busted lookin' just a little to wise child
I just can't wait
I just can't wait for Saturday night
For Saturday night
For Saturday night
'n' Chicopees, too.
Pull your ears in, try to use a little control.
When "all clear"'s in, you'll be top man on the totem
Pole.
So, if you
But I am willing to wait, dear,
Your little mate, dear, will not forget.
You have a lifetime before you.
I'll adore you, come what may.
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