Lyrics:
and having his fun
It's all a show for he knows I won't run
That night in silence the town was asleep
I sat by my window and looked down the street
I wished
gon' roll up in the club with, then report that next week (uh)
Just wanna see who I am or
Sniffing some coke
I know by the time I finish this line
gon' roll up in the club with, then report that next week (uh)
Just wanna see who I am or
Sniffing some coke
I know by the time I finish this line
The world was dark and your only mark
Was the light of the northern star
I imagine what was in your eyes
The seeds of rust and days gone by
Your wings
Know
I Got Three Albums Left
Chef-Boy-Ardi In The Kitchen Wit The Chickens
Gettin To The Money Thats
Why Banks Been Missin jimmy Wont Listen
Gotta Get
just pissed
You shoot like you got permission to miss
You wouldn't clap nickels by a fountain
With yo' bitch in a wish
I don't ballroom brawl
Fuck a kick
track of the album “Cantigas de Maio” (May Songs), that debuted in Santiago de Compostela (capital of Galiza) in May 10th, 1972.
Outlawed by the Fascist
excited for this album
I think this album is definitely your baby
And it's definitely gonna be heard by a lot of people
And a lot of people are going
(Hahaha)
We let the music talk (Drought 3)
And by the way (what?)
It's Santana (it's Weezy), I'm back (yeah)
You dudes gotta stand in the mirror
Wild as a coastal barronca swift as the wind blowing free
With two eyes like fire brands that glow in the night
Somewhere up there he's waiting for
on
Let the cries out
Wave a whole chicken by his
Legs near the crotch smells
Sweating bullets in the tip
Blow torching his flesh
I seen his face melt
Drip
for the last time
Say I'm out here tripping over myself
Waiting on you to help
Baby tell me what its like
Living in your own world
Where I'm the girl
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
sure
But that was my, that's who I had in mind
Boom
But so, how did the album come about?
Aight, so check it out, this is how it came about
I had
they tell you as they are
Repeating that old seaman's rule
Watch out for those outlaws and pirates
Lord knows that they'll steal you blind
Don't mess
and smack you in public
I'm rugged!
(Verse 2: Reef the Lost Cauze)
Yeah, you know me well
The gods said that they owe me hell
I'm the outlaw Josey Wales
I
waiting on my spaceship
I made an album for the critics in stitches, ain't even think twice
Played it all out when the dr made that first slice
Blood,
waiting on my spaceship
I made an album for the critics in stitches, ain't even think twice
Played it all out when the dr made that first slice
Blood,
waiting on my spaceship
I made an album for the critics in stitches, ain't even think twice
Played it all out when the dr made that first slice
Blood,
don’t hand to hand You album is can of spam
Smack ya whole face with the palm of an ouragatan
Basically you never a had a chance ask ya man
Transform ya
by friends and family at a few small shows
We put together here in Memphis TN
We had a lot of fun creating and dreaming
We learned a lot from the work
noon falls in
Driven
By this sound
Colt cocked as the madness begins
I'm not the one
That you've been waiting for
Forgotten son
Coming back to settle
but was keeping the biggest slice
Took a while to catch on, to what homey was doing
But by the time we did, all the paperwork was in ruins
Nigga kept
or fucking stopped
Now 30 days done, we back to the nitty-gritty
Album got released, big showdown in Chocolate City
Niggaz with masks on, vests and all
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