Lyrics:
Just FaceTimed one badders looked her dead in the eyeball
Said I'm on the way man need head on arrival
I know you've been messaging Michael
But
Drive-by-Strophen kicke
Theoretisch wie die Einstein-Rosen-Brücke
Ich bin 'ne Ein-Mann-Armee
Und sie würden alles geben, um mich scheitern zu sehen
Neben mei'm
BACK TO YOUR ARMS
(c) JK. Gulley & Michael Kelsh
WHAT DO I DO WHEN THERE'S NO WAY OUT?
TRAPPED BY THE WEIGHT OF THE WORLD
I GO BACK TO YOUR ARMS
BACK
le 20 grammes de pops
Au charbon comme le jeune
Fresh pour les flèches
200 % crevard trop puissant malin et rusé
Lève ton majeur bien haut si tu m
verteil' am Mic Ansagen wie vor Fights Michael Buffer
Sin City, Mickey Rourke, Feinde spitzen Ohren, so wie Beelzebub
Lauf' über Swimmingpools in
Michael Starr:] What do you want?
[Dan:] I know it's most unusual to come before you so
But the planet Earth sucks balls now that no one's allowed to bone
Mary
And the father
Of her children
The night was young
When we parted ways
Only to meet again
Someday
By mistake
See the Toucans
As they fly
Above
a crib quick to up that block
And for them niggas that was playing games he gone blow that bitch
I'm like bro you just need to chill
You just wanna kill
waist
And do some freaky shit you might like baby I'm your pusherman
You like it when I lick it slow
I could tell by your face that you want it more
to properly fight
Thru watching Michael Jai white in black dynamite sho ya right
So shorty what’s ya name
I’m glad that you came
When I saw you on the back
with me
A catastrophe is so sad but we
Lead by example
Snap on any beat I need the sample
Let the beat cry
I'm beating that hoe like I'm Michael
Rockin
walk like Michael
Oh you glared
So you heard me
I thought so
Allot of thoughts when
I'm not riding in car pool
And my heart goes out
To those not coming
disaster but I tell her she a tease
The status all I'm after and the expertise
How I preach like a pastor and you still believe
Blessed by the gods like my
enticinG The truth Is frightening to crown the Viking
Till the field cause I’m Bryson with the strength of Titan
1/10 of lightning these jewels enlightening
Your walking a tight rope
You know that I'm psycho
Beat it like Michael two hands on the rifle
Got you in my sight hoe
I shoot to kill take you out your
the picture
I'm in my torture chamber
Surrounded by wicked spitters
I see these other actors rapping
But they not committed you're fake admit it
When they say
This is my life, you decide yours
Ich start' through im white Porsche
Mit den Suicide Doors
Und die Bitch will Michael
Kors Taschen und
Luther nigga, play', I'm gon' shoot a nigga
Pussy fat sit up in her pants like a cougar in Them
Gotta win by any means, nigga, ain't no loser in Him
He
you say I can't rap? (What?)
Triple platinum, no cap (what?)
Triple platinum, that's Shaq (Big Shaq)
Ayy, four by four and it's black (it's black)
This is a very little-known song by the Gershwins
Discovered by Michael Feinstein a few years ago
Ask me again
Who's the one I've begun to adore
Your Blood comes From
Is Where Your Space Is i've Seen The Bright
Get Duller i'm Not Going To Spend
My Life Being A Color
(Michael) don't Tell Me You
and fuckin' perpetrators
Young niggaz stay strapped
'cause ain't nothin' out here but fire
And niggaz will kill ya ass quicker than Michael Myers
Young
Michael Rennie was I'll the day the earth stood still
But he told us where we stand
And Flash Gordon was there in silver underwear
Claude Rains
Michael Rennie was I'll the day the earth stood still
But he told us where we stand
And Flash Gordon was there in silver underwear
Claude Rains
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