Lyrics:
Buy into lies, the government feeds your meat head mentality.
Go, don't do it for you,but for state, country, national church.
It's the way today
caine-cokers.
Street fighters see-sighters day.
Its a national crime, just to hear the clock chime, in the absence of father and all his friends.
I'll use
Like a national treasure
And I'll have nothing on
But a glow
I'm level to fall in love with you
Level to fall in love with you
I'm level to fall
a little rubber, I just had to show out
Grand National or the 442
El Caminos and Aerocoupes
We gon' pull that shit out on a Sunday
Racin' with the clique up
kufa na calamité ya bolingo
Est-ce qu’hymne national ya mboka bolingo
Ezalaka milelo na yeba
Po na mboka ya bolingo biso nionso
Tolelaka il parait toza
a life that is worthless
I don't need the circus or
The day of national observance
I need you to think for you
And stop bein' a servant
Pawns only move
time's tickin', I can't mess with up-and-comers
National lottery business, only winners have my numbers
Man, I'm nothin' like you fronters, show you how
since way back, back, back
Me and Lil' Rich we've been ballin' since National Mory
I treat the cash like it's garbage
The greener the grass in
Of a summer night in Spain
You're the National Gallery
You're Garbo's salary
You're cellophane
You're sublime
You're a turkey dinner (ha)
You're
remarkable, I get dollars like Diego
Grand National, made it skrrt outside the bando
Two Glock-40's, they gon' call me Pluto Rambo
Finessin' a sport, bitch,
and twistin' all around
Treat you like you're in danger
And this the last time that I can take you down
That National Geographic (uh huh)
Document it
in them better seats
And I ain't even watching the game
I just came to floss this outfit, now I'm on national TV
Sitting court side playing my
the national anthem
We raise it, you better praise it
Or you'll be made to feel like a traitor, we'll
Treat you like Rodney Dangerfield
Home of the brave is
back to the Shady national convention
Wish I woulda spit on it before I went to shake his hand
At the event or maybe had the wherewithal
To know that
comfortable
For it is not hindered by local state or national boundaries
Not hindered by racial, economic, political or religious preferences
Songs are
and
I could see that National Health eyeball
And I love you, like I've never done,
Like I've never done before!
Oh darling
In your eyes
And you'll be
Longing thoughts go hankering for the old home overseas
With a blindfold and a national anthem
Sung in different keys
time to collect
Stack paper like I'm trying to fix the national debt
I'm just doing what I wanna do, I trip these set
This is 50 on that Muammar Gaddafi
Longing thoughts go hankering for the old home overseas
With a blindfold and a national anthem
Sung in different keys
Like the national death, nah it's not goin down
Speak ya mind but watch yo mouth
You big sis but no dollars, so that don't count (nigga!)
Who want
hobnail boots
Lying with his eyes wide open
And the hands busy working overtime
A soap impression of his wife which he ate
And donated to the national
You Ready
Yeah
O K You Go Shit
Let Me Let Chris Tell You Hold On
Hello
Yeah
Yeah O K You Go 85 South
Okay
You Get Off On Old National Highway
the National Geographic!
Rocky mountains, rollin' plains an' desert skies ( Ho Ho Ho! )
Passin' before my eyes
When the whistle blows toot toot toot,
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