Lyrics:
'bove my head
Well take look again my friend
That's a gun pointed at your head
Wanted man by Lucy Watson, wanted man by Jesse Brown
Wanted man by
'bove my head
Well take look again my friend
That's a gun pointed at your head
Wanted man by Lucy Watson, wanted man by Jesse Brown
Wanted man by
Re-Ron, you know
We don't need no Re-Ron
We've seen all the Re-Rons before
It's beyond reel-to reel and
Shogun to RayGun
And no-one has been psyched by
the chill
And he said he heard the angels singing 'Cabin on the Hill'
Through the springtime he was groaning 'The good times are past and gone'
By
that's ever sung, I'll be thinking
And for every lost summers day that ever been and gone, I'll be thinking
I wonder if your gonna be the tear that
Get that, get that, get that, gone
Get that, get that, get that, gone
Get that, get that, get that, gone
Get that, get that, get that, don't
This
Yo, can I hear this record by Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock?
Hey, man, you sure you wanna hear this, man?
You sure about that, man?
Alright
Right
Heaven Gained Another Ten Inches
Artist: Rose A. Alldey. Performed by Chelcie Lynn.
2020 Words by Zach Selwyn/Music by Jesse Siebenberg
My baby
gone)
And niggas don't know that I'm a Westside rider, rider
(And if I catch you slippin, yo ass is gone)
You get your ass bumped by the Eastside rider,
said he heard the angels singing, "Cabin on the Hill"
Through the springtime he was groaning
"The good times are past and gone"
By the summer she was
pointed at your head
Wanted man by Lucy Watson,
Wanted man by Jesse Brown,
Wanted man by Nellie Johnson,
Wanted man in this next town
Wanted man by
You sign up
My crew
Na dragon
By gone
No b bye gone
If u buy gun
I go buy Bomb
Your snake move
No be python
(millipede)
When we make move
In a world consumed by greed, cash rules everything around me
Motherfuckers and the currency, cash rules everything around me
It's the only thing
blicked up
And by blicked up I ain't talking no hiccup
Cuz this kickback hit harder than Holyfield jump in the battlefield
You ain't gone get up
They like
men
30, we dangerous
We pop his top and get him gone
We smokin' angel guts
These niggas crumble on my mama
They can't hang with us
I got that good shit
way, you can leave the radio on
Like an outlaw, like Jesse James, another hundred miles is gone
Sunrise to sundawn, I'm gonna turn you around, yeah
vision you lacking too see, your delusions are distracted by booty
Only time your thoughts actually stick out
Only man for the job these feature fuel me
than his daddy
You gone let tank be a cousin and his daddy
I'm out here lit narcissistic ass bitch
First class gettin licked by some twins from out in
me
One good living for all my Gees
written by : Nanshak Jesse Emmanuel
about they Benz
Couldn’t be me when I finish it’s gone be with bang
That some shit I probably shouldn’t try to glorify
If you looked into my mind at night
soup you do voodoo I can't run
Loose on the earth like the native son who gone save the world when the rangers done
I call to the fo's on the block
says,
Mary's Boy Child Jesus Christ,
Was born on Christmas Day.
While shepherds watched their flocks by night,
They saw a bright new shining star,
They
as far as my distance id be proud of how far id come
But judging by the people I'm surrounded by, I'm right back at square one
You said you loved albums
jackboys lurkin
F**k stayin out of trouble, See da rips in ya jeans, Da blood on ya Nikes, I be dam if Im not a millionaire by Da next night
Ugly site, if
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