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door So I said, ?Hey baby, I need some room to breathe? Please believe, we'll go our seperate ways Then like the critics, she had something to say
Have a much stronger appeal The real American folksong is a rag A mental jag A rhythmic tonic for the chronic blues The critics called it a "joke
the underground, the rebel, a lower level They came to see the maniac psychopath The critics heard of me, and the aftermath I don't give a damn and it shows
we're artistic persons Who play the fiddle When critics hear us, they declare The rest are all so many worse 'uns Who play the fiddle we're from the best
make sure my casket's closed Rap critics that say he's Money, Cash, Hoes I'm from the hood stupid What type of facts are those If you grew up with holes
there were reviews in Billboard and Cash Box But they were by professional critics And they rarely reflect The opinions of the public the critics were
appeal The real American folk song is a rag A mental jag a rhythmic tonic For the chronic blues The critics called it a joke song, but now They've changed
on my back Someone please take me home The critics who Can't break you They somehow help to make you The critics who Can't break you
a live my life like I should (like I should) Now all the critics wanna hit it Ya shit can how we did it Just because they don't get it But I'll stay
clown And I'm livid when the critics give us frowns Trippin' with this nigga's sound Yup, I get it now Get it, me and you, we are not the same We
the songs ain't sharp, trust me they ain't making the cut You don't like it? I'm no teacher, but you'll learn to adjust I'm my own worst critic, so
The sooky-sooky, bringin it from the sewer it's the Boogie Bang Use to kick the rookie slang, critics wonder "Could he hang?" Drop my first joint and made
speak my mind and I don't worry who, Might disagree or what anyone might say I don't listen to the critics Believin' all their cynics I don't need
Too many critics and not enough rhymes This was fake that was real KRS I bust lines Get mine yeah it's the Teacha blazing your speaker First I want
work for me. If I do this shit right, niggas in school are gonna work for me. If I listen to the critics I know that this shit ain't gonna work for me.
critics talk got them stalking waiting on me To trip I’ll show em I can’t be tipped you Oops ain’t slick steady hated on me Word around they got a lot
Im Smoking Your lyrics Asking my girl why you robbing my spirit? We was cool but it ended in critic We separate our visions In school I was bad in
a thousand times I try to fight it All these critics in my head I lie in silence Beneath miles of endless sky You're waiting in the wings You're pulling all
Gassed up ain’t got time to hit the break When I’m in my stride can not make mistakes Lot of critics always got something to say Good or bad they
to last in it Been dealing with haters all my life I always had critics when im round they crickets Life in the fast lane trying to dodge a crash ending
Cel mai mare fan, cel mai mare critic al meu Eu - Uneori cred in mine, alteori AtEu Și contează să-ți placă Dar n-o să calc pe mine pentru asta
I smell a bag coming, I'm losing my patience I just wanna be great, fuck what the critics say, I feel like a Laker Up to the top on my way that's
like I used to When I was new to Dropping the masquerade She designed Taught me how to be My own worst critic though Critic of her habits Hypocritical
what I think I'm gonna kick me to the curb And pick me back up where the critic fell Cause I'll never be good enough for myself I'm free To finally live
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