Lyrics:
Cheh, crazy, it's one of those things man
You gotta experience to know what I'm talkin' about
It's where the goin' get rough, Akon
The tough stay
Gmoney Gmoney Gmoney where you at
Gmoney Gmoney Gmoney in the house
Mr. Sexypants
Can never be on time
Mr. Sexypants
On him you can't rely
Mr
in town
Crows chauffeur-driven around,
Skankin' as if they had never known
The man they call "Mr Brown"
I can't tell you where he's from now
From
still there
(Foe life) I'm still there
my house shoes get wet from the dew on the grass
up early in the morning takin' out the trash
feelin' like
any redeeming social value.
Ah, there could be an exception here
Because I haven't attended that presentation.
A redeeming social value,
I find that
dear
And who are we to deny it in here?
Ah, these are desperate times, Mrs. Lovett And desperate measures are called for
Here we are, hot from
come in time
Who gon be there when Waldo is hard to find
Ask bout me where I'm from
Some people can't stand me
But every African I know
They gonna stamp
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there ain't no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In
get the cheese like unsafe sex
From Boise I'm up next
But the blind like a bet
You think I'm new at this but my f-bombs a war vet
And warn like a war
a vast squad of men
From Asgard to have as their ass - guardians
Hey! my name is
Well never mind that cos I'm not famous
But I'll still get you into this
not domestically produced, ho!
There's nothing that the proper attitude won't render funkable
Where'd you get your funk from? Funktism, hey
When
and both hands free
No one?s paying much mind to him
The V.A. budget?s just stretched so thin
And now there's more coming back from the Mideast war
We can't
seeming lit
Stop it only we legit
You dunno your reasoning
Here comes an experience
You don't know what the hell you want
I can't answer for you either
We
. Lovett: [Spoken]
I know what Toby deserves...
Tobias:
Others can desert you—
Not to worry—
Whistle, I’ll be there.
Mrs. Lovett: [Spoken]
Here, have a nice
preposterous
There was no weapons found, no sign of no hostages
Remember Mr. Henry Lace you under oath [yeah I know]
You lyin' in the stand to get him
of Death"
Play, "Stella by Starlight" for Lady Macbeth
Don't worry, Mr. President, help's on the way
Your brothers are coming, there'll be hell to pay
The numbness and the pause that I get from it
I can never fall asleep with all that venisive
So many troubles and so much pain, I can't deal with it
I keep
from Detroit where everybody
Say what up though
Horror movie shit cause everybody
There a cut throat
Watch who you hustle with
You might not get a cut
and over
Then you wake up
You still can't believe it you
Know why? Cause you was
Lied to by Google! You was lied
To by Mark Zuckerberg! Mark Zuckerberg
You
Sneaks through
Enigmatic ominous anonymous
There's no fuckin' stopping this
Mr. Rockodopolous
Speaks to
Everyone from governors to commoners
Uh don't mind
time to shine, with all 'em years gone by
It's your time to rhyme, experience divine
Ensure you're heard now, don't you act like a mime
Lost as a child,
admit
I can't catch, I can't pitch
In softball I have not found my niche
But I don't let details get in my way
Team sports, ooh, that's what I loves
schemes and scandals out there right?
When that funk is on this here
Check fan, the motherfucker gotta be about
As greasy as gravy in order to maintain
Back to avenge his own death on this earth
Ever heard of Jason, then you know my work
Down to the basement, the dog get it first
I can't help
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