Lyrics:
star dies
He’s watching me instead
8th grade death pact strike me dead
All of alabama laid out in front of your eyes
But all you could see was me
You
Cee)
Now, just to let you know
I go by the name of Big Daddy Kane
I got my DJ Mister Cee in the place to be
Also the engineer all-star Marley Marl
Yeah, I did a rock album
That's 'cause I'm a rock star
I'm from where the Moes push rocks like the tomb of Jesus
To put new 22's on they coupe
Sellin'
tonight
Cause we are the stars in our tree
And I'm so glad to see you again
surrounded by my family and friends
I wish tonight would never end
I
PARIS Fashion has a new odd couple:
Bernard Arnault and Kanye West
The luxury titan turned out Saturday
Night for an impromptu concert
By West in
away
But this game I play ain't no
Way to fix it it's inevitable
Bills gotta get paid, kids gotta eat
Live by the chopper laws die by the streets
Fuck
kill it
I'ma kill it
My nigga its the
M-A-Triple-D-O
Don't forget the C ho
Visualize the audio
Its album number cinco
Lyrics by the Doctor
You're
Go cross the line n****
Go break the law
Reach for the stars and don’t look behind
Ignore the signs
Protect your heart
Don’t forget to love
Once upon a time a story of a prince who was sent by the stars
Last night in the outer forest I fucked a fairy girl like play pretend
Peace treaty
They be like
Freeze where ya been?
Tell me what you're on
Dallas got a lot of stars
But to me you're number one
Peep my perspective
Made it simple
shoes…
Dead body bloody socks!
They could kill you for your watch…
Don’t believe me? Just watch!
Trinidad James got robbed by Bruno Mars
Shit is this Earth
Liminal - between or belonging to two different places, states
The period of time when the songs on this album were written and recorded was
digging your feng shui
How's life in LA?
How's the weather? Okay
You look better with braids, in the house burning sage
You look better with age by 27, you
Chauffeured by the latest and greatest strand or brand of pessimism
This album’s dedicated to a basement fulla addicts
It’s too hot up in the kitchen
Had
The end has arrived, this album reached the end of its time... the end of its time
I'm low on supplies, the paint on the canvas is dry... the canvas
"For real.
Everybody's a star, everybody shine
("Shine. Shine. Shine")
Follow your heart and not mankind.
("Kind. Kind. Kind")
For real, for
lucky, my God! Flight of Icarus in those grubby dirty by now horribly sticky little fingers and
hands and grubby palms, and oh what else is grubby, I don't
The stars all looking so bright
Pop Champaign for the vibe
Afro girl by my side
Airplane mode for the night
Airplane mode for the night okay...
RECONNAISSANTE
This ain't no dream
This is me, this is who I am
This is everything bacchanalian Scandinavian by way of America America America America America
finish it
I feel like Bradley in Limitless
My albums a movie no images yuh
I took a second perfected my craft
Then I come back like I'm swinging a bat
was distracted by noise. Something was pushing thru the strangling brush at the edge of tall shady trees. He saw the old guitar first, held high, then
and all day the omnipresent sand has been whipped up by an impudent wind, making progress all the more difficult
At dawn, I pinpointed the location
the Yellow Pages under smooth shit
'Cause Red ain't down for the bullshit
Niggas fucked up by letting me make an album
(How come, rude boy?)
To get
another heart (to have and hold)
All I want is a friend I can talk to (soul to soul)
Oh soul to soul (soul to soul)
Like an album on a shelf
Tired
.jpg/300px-The_Blind_Boys_of_Alabama_Cosmopolite_2018_(202624).jpg "The Original Five Blind Boys of Alabama")
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