Lyrics:
don't want for me
Having only crumbs from the bread like monopoly
Getting no sleep on that bed that you lay
HAL 9000 red eye all day
Dying on the job
for your supper and you'll get breakfast
Songbirds are not dumb.
They don't buy a crumb of bread!
It's said,
So sing and you'll be fed!
I
time Hansel had not been able to gather any pebbles.
So he made crumbs out of his
crust of bread and dropped them along the path.
We will find our way
Yeah, I came out the slums (Out the ghetto)
I done made bread out of crumbs (Turned up)
Been hated by my friends, where the love?
(Where the love
No way Jose
Um, I'm sorry, bro, your girl texted me her bumbum
My stummy hurt before a flight, I pop a Tum Tum
I need bread, you got crumbs, I don't
figureheads
See, we're the chosen
Frozen in tomorrow's morning
Luring you with substance
Bread crumbs to where the movement's forming
Everything changes
We
loneliness
Like bread crumbs
ct the last door of the fateful land
bread from
She won't get a penny not a bread crumb
Shit I'm smart as fuck but look, my bread dumb
Lil bitch my bread dumb
I get what I want when I need
God's bread crumbs throughout my life
Has led me to the tabernacle of Christ
Where I consume the bread of life
Before the altar, I genuflect
Displaying my
skeet off like a vette yay
She suck it up for da kid I come back wit dat check
I ain't gon spare for none
Imma throw out the bread every crumb
Pick it
Labels be curious
But probably more afraid of this
It’s all good I get your office right
Like WB mason, bitch made the switch
From bread crumbs
of bread crumbs and head games
Bed bums, the best ones get pet names
First glance, you can see the dirt
Closet door wide open, no need to search
No,
these bread crumbs
My money go so dumb
I may just go spend some
Spend it spend it spend it aye
Spend it spend it spend it
Zstitch out ya hurr
Let's go
no bread crumbs
She let me fuck n da truck cuz wat we need a bed for
Hit from da back wit a thumb
I got the plug wit da pull
Rich as a fool
Ice my neck
soldiers droppin' bread crumbs to the underworld
You know what I mean and like nigga p
Said every day, all day, hustlin' to get paid
That's how we break
the lump, it won't stick together
I prefer backfin
And there's nothing wrong with special
Powdered mustard, parsley, a dab of mayonnaise
Just enough bread
a sum of the bread crumb
You missed when you swung, I connected whole hum
Another one done underestimated KRS-1, yeah so
Say blowe
If you really
Swan diving off the tongues of crippled giants
International Business Machine
Choking on bits of barley bread crumbs
Oh this burning beard I have come
be
Arriving soon
From over the moon
Lost in thought
Hoping you'd find me
In the woods no bread crumbs behind me
Humbled and really lost
Lost
Swan diving off the tongues of crippled giants
International Business Machine
Choking on bits of barley bread crumbs
Oh this burning beard I have come
a sum of the bread crumb
You missed when you swung, I connected whole hum
Another one done underestimated KRS-1, yeah so
Say blowe
If you really
and at the navel
Him I know
Beenalittleleadenlately
He cant bite down on my soul
At least he eats the bread crumbs
That I throw!
Lay loose - it’s all id ever do
again)
And all on the table is the bread crumbs (They're everywhere)
Jerome pick up those crumbs now
Mum wait I'm just doing something
I said now Jerome
place that lens
That in the sip carpet of lukewarm brown and brush the bread crumbs
He plants his feet directly in order to decide on the floor
Eventually
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