Lyrics:
like Kunta
That's why they stay down, they loyal citizens of Zamunda
By way of A-T-L, if you disagree
Don't even look at me ho, don't pass go just go
"Maybe Done By Vandals"
Panic on Wall Street, put your stock in candles
I thought I heard a ghost say
"had my hands in my pockets on the Judgment Day
Me toque uma canção dos beatles
Sucesso de anos atras
Me vejo de cabelos longos
Ainda cheio de ideais
Acreditando na pureza, sonhando com o mundo em
What you mean tho
Bout to get as famous as the Beatles
Pull up in the crib I want the Evo
Bout to pop out flexing with the C notes
All my haters
Beatles
E allora portami al mare, voglio ballare fino all'alba per poi ricominciare
Siam come Biggie e Tupac
Io lo Ying tu lo Yang
Incompleti a metà
Mi
(I'd like to do a song now that was recoded by a pretty pearly country group known as The Beatles I know you heard them many times from the Grand Ole
do numbers like we Beatles
I go bonkers swervin' the Beamer
They wanna bite my drip, mosquito
Rockin' vintage by Moschino
Walk in Chanel and spent
Load up the keyboard, 105 tempo
Most heated battles, I've blasted MCs
Some said that the bullets flew by like angry bees
Wu entered on the level where
tomorrow brings,
Who knows,
I'm getting out of love.
CHORUS
My Shangri-la has gone away,
Faded like the Beatles on Hey Jude
She seemed to drift out
decided to sleep by the do'
Open my mind, try to slip inside my grandpa's fo'
Driftin' off into another stage of life
*** paid you price and big homies
mistaken raps'll
Guarantee you look like a slob
I got more rhymes than kids got the measles
You shooting needles
We are bigger than The Beatles
I crush, hush
the framework was complete
By the tiiiiime ... (OF THE NORMAN CONQUEST!) The rural framework was complete
Rur-al
frame-work
wa-as
com-plete.
[PROF.
at a standstill
Some racial circuits the frequencies can't handle
The funk tracks produced by EPMD
But it's a fat jam, that will never win a Grammy
Unless we
And keep it stirring for
A hundred years or more
And turn out coffee coloured people by the score
Rabbis and the friars
Vishnus and the gurus
We got
Johnny was a schoolboy
When he heard his first Beatles song
"Love Me Do", I think it was
And from there, it didn't take him long
Got himself
Johnny was a schoolboy
When he heard his first Beatles song
"Love Me Do", I think it was
And from there, it didn't take him long
Got himself
down and get your eagle on
Or we can stare up at the stars and put The Beatles on
All that shit you talkin' 'bout is not up for discussion
I will pay
down and get your eagle on
Or we can stare up at the stars and put The Beatles on
All that shit you talkin' 'bout is not up for discussion
I will pay
See if we can kill your amnesia by the time I leave
All mommies I harbor for vouch for me
Tell 'em bout the time all your mommas couch mommy
All
Lived a short haired butcher's boy
By the way of Ostergrad it comes in
Sentences poolararrowic Airport her father
Was in a long story cut short in
Yesterday
All the lights were shining on the love we made
Out of sight was out of mind, a dream away
Lost between The Beatles and The Stones
You
Ego's, ego's
We broke up like the beatles
Now a nigga out here on his own, woo yeah!
Grandmama baby gotta turn up
Granddaddy was a preacher, yeah!
twenty, I'm beating the charge
Aye, I put water in my rings
Got a check, my pockets lean
My model, I fuck her and leave her
Birds sing like the Beatles
pockets lean
My model I fuck her and leave her
Birds sing like the Beatles
Birds sing like the Beatles
Birds sing like the Beatles
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