Lyrics:
Dizzy Gillespie is presented by Don Sebesky
I be cranking mad jack, got mad stacks of cool-out
You know we pull the smoke tool out
I give props
still ridin' beach cruisers
Dude, I see through you, 'cause you're plastic
Bring the beef to you, put the heat to your vlastic
Fuck the last album, this
the grooves in the space jam
They wanna be my copies
But this a telepathic paper jam
I bring the heat like Miami
Imma 3 shooter
All the broke bitches
Bitch
than Jessica and Miguel
Now if you're peeps of the Sheep then we'll let you in
But if you didn't buy my album then you're not my friend
I recommend you
ikkje
i køen til depotet
"From the album "Evig Pint",
released February 3rd, 2003.
Good evening ladies gentlemen!
This is DJ Bryan speaking, all the way from South Korea.
Today, I’m gonna introduce a song ‘SPARKS!’ made by nerdina.
the safe
Vegas by the day cash out on a daily
3 states for a play boy don’t look at me crazy.
I see my dreams accurate
Woke up Feel I had to manifest
But now you switchin' up your
Energy
Now I repeat
Who the fuck really could
Compete with me (yeah)
I just dropped 2 albums
With an EP
That's a 3peat
I
my life and you don't believe
Don't believe it, you wanna see it
Give her one round now she need it
Smokin' backs by the packs now I'm leavin
And she
Like I found a page or three
From the rhymebook of Christopher Reeves Rip one of the coldest ever grace a beat
I spend days and weeks just trynna compete
beams, yeah
And your boy he so soft like a jelly bean
By the way i got 3 years and clean I don't do nothing
In the parking lot whip doing donuts
Got that
Still cookin all my meals give you different feels dropped 3 classics so my next albums a even kill street smart business mind keep a even keel
clothes off, naked.
But I rap life, you'll never find any one like me,
Who makes albums in the night.
Speech
Had a good life, ride around town with
Just throw them 20s kuz we runnin outta, ones
Face take em on a field trip, bagged lunch
Heard ya last album, and it was like
Ehh
My shit hit like
roulette
Don't really give a shit 'bout you say
Got a real chill album on the way
Now they hit me like hey there sway
How you doing by the way
Don't you
heaven on a beat, I'm a legend in these streets
Corn Coast jumpsuit, you can bet it's made by me
So you know it's plain to see that we moving like the sea
[ Murs ]
There's a party goin on, in my mind, that is
But really it's my crew and these three white kids
One brother, one sister, some other mister
I
they been told
Their rhymes used to be worth something like Mr. T`s gold
Now I`m in, so watch me Kline like Calvin
I`m the Dread Man, you fucked up by
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lyrics
She was
your pores
Got that work like a chore
Sellin it like the store
I got cameras on the wall
On the wall like decor
I don't have 1,2 or the 3
I have 4
February 20th, los angeles, california
I'm in the studio with death grips
They're working on their new album at sunset sound studios
6650 sunset
Last night I woke up three times
And listened to the silence
It danced a weird ballet around my room
It was so strange, like the shape of
An unkown
[Talking]
Ok is this thing on here
Ok it's my turn to talk about it, alright
I want to talk about the Lyfe Jennings project
Album number 3... now
Kaizers Orchestra - Evig Pint
Lyrics written by Janove Ottesen.
Om eg bare fant et hull inn i himmelen
slipper eg å spa kull i den store
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