Lyrics:
anatomy
Now his body is limp
He had to pay for his sins
Being real is punishable by death
Jealousy gets the best
Of a nigga holding his tech
History repeats
ABC’s Of Death
Written by G. Madden
A – Apocalypse
B – Bad
C – Cycle
D – Dogfight
E – Extreme
F – Fart
CHORUS
Oh, ABC’s of Death
C’mon now catch
samochodu typu Limo S klasa
Ale na ten temat milczy prasa
A.B.C. z polskiego abecadła
Jak pies skacze do gardła by zetka wpadła
A polityk liczy kabzę
A więc
jeg er penere enn Nora Brokstvet, og kjekkere enn Erik By
men Tom Sterri vil ikke ha meg med i sin revy.
Ja det brente seg inn i mitt syke sinn,
jeg
Oou Oou
Yah
Oou
I got too much sauce on me (I got I got)
I make it look easy like ABC (ABC huh)
All of ém doubting me (they doubting)
I'm shooting
with the ABC's of it
Right down to the XYZ of it
Help me solve the mystery of it
Teach me tonight
The sky's a blackboard high above you
If
Hey, look who's here
This place is not my home
A change has got to come
Face hot with tears
How was I suppose to know?
The ABC's of love
this to put nobody down;
This is what I see at the playground; ya know!
[GA]
Aw yeah! Another A-B-C smash... gonna make ya mad!
Uh, come on, come
where a new idea or an
old one in new form, is accepted by a minority,
while the majority is shouting treason,
rubbish, cook, communist, anarchist,
Let me tell you somethin' about an a-b-c style
The a the be, the c the d the e the f the g the h the I the j the k
The l the m the n the o the p
inside us
A primal urge to be out of sync
These are the A-B-Cs of kink
Well what about fisting
Oh Honey
Don't jump in the deep end just yet
For F words,
and G-rate on Election Day
We got our ABC's and our F-U-C-K
F-U-C-K
F-U-C-K
Multiply your death, divide by sex
Add up the violence and what do you
grown
And the spots is getting blown
Boyz II Men, ABC, BBD
Nah, we ain't none of them, B
Give me, so give me
Nore, Phife Dawg and Abstract
Give me,
Man I gotta do it for my kids
Ima in a position
Where i gotta get it how i live
We was just chillen we learned our ABCs
Now we in the trap daily
your failings
And my fallacies
What are you doing to me?
ABC D Your Love
I don't want to see your love
Fail on me
See your love fail
Feel your love fail
on.
Kermit:
Thank you Elmo. Umm, how bout we say our ABC's Big Bird...
Big Bird:
OK...
Kermit and Big Bird:
A, B, C, D, E, F, R, G, Q, K, C, R, uhh
necesita una poca de gracia
(Para bailar lala)
When the night was gone
And the land was dark
Oh stand oh oh stand by
Ba ba ba ba barbara Ann
Ba ba ba ba
you will ignore it
But walk with me for free (Sprint)
By the end you admit, that
You found the missing key
Gratitude, instead (Freeze)
They critic
Abc
123
All the little birdie's
Steady chirping at me
The wise old owl
The big black crow
Flappin' their wings
Singing no bird no
From the day
I met
much and you're a doof
Cartoons are colorful by design
So the kids stay hooked
Grown ups can't take it
Things are boring on purpose
Just like language
If
And sisters hate brothers
But thats they way of Gen Z
Children forgetting the Abc
Hypnotised by you look me
In the eye baby look
Me in the eye yeag
Got
I'm at your door, your eyes are like, "Why are you here?"
Judging by my steel, I got something to do here
Give up the money or the angel cries two
change with the green handle
Bars where the grips is clear
The cool kids in the sandbox ya'll can't play
Say ya abc's not a bay bay
I got the all blues
year spastic
Full of Z's and ABC's
Born in wilderness
Talk of the wilderness
Raised by the shiny ones
Raised by the shiny ones
Mother
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