Lyrics:
start to fall of the rib
Feed em good crack they spend every dollar for a hit
Here's a version where you live by what you give and what you said
In
Here is the song "Am buchaille ban" which Capercaillie do a lovely
version of on their Crosswinds album. I was sent these words by John
Angus Macleod
open
I don't know how I got the gift I'm chosen
Making all these songs na I won't stop flowing
Still got big dreams big house by the ocean
Still I'm
rap cloner
It's me and you do it live on stage for dolo
I smack niggas like you, smash niggas by the tools
Grab niggas by the throat, show 'n' prove
Your future is in front of you so stop looking behind you
Keep dwelling on the past that's how them demons come and find you
Old version of me in
true religion before you found it in denim
Feel the Wrath of Kane and you could not escape
The hip hop version of ?The Ring? and you just watched
been in these streets, makin' the dream work
Hit me on my two-way
Movin' a few days, but imma fall through, for you
Riding the MARTA
To Peachtree Plaza
a couple Staxx cuss we stacks cuss we locked in
I make money by myself, so why I need friends
I just run it up stack up n double up
They said my life is
'cause I'm coming, it's my album
And for the record, meaning my record, check it
Listen to the single and you'll be like, yo, I gotta get it
But in
from the start
Ran for the finish got detoured from the fast route by another
One spot holder hold ground for our town, N.Y.
For those who
You are now listening to bar code
Curated by Darth Bills featuring artists from across the world!
Never been a fake chain flexer
She don't call me
That's when they fall cause they met my balls
Right after I played ball
No wash-up, no nothin'. hear what I say y'all?
O.k. y'all. ask aj y'all
I'll turn
im Keller - Kalk-Ablagerungen
New Jack City Patron', es ist Ek, der G van Dom
Bange Catherine Zeta-Jones und er lässt sie wieder flow'n
Rhyme
Buddha I'm that kid allow me to introduce
I just got it how I live I couldn't play it by the rules
And if I told you what I did you would say I was
profession.
Can't be effected by the Great Depression.
So if you want to be giant sized,
Come to my school. Get pimp-matized.
In your school, what do they
want to be,
You're gonna have to learn pimpology.
Pimpology, a pimp's profession.
Can't be effected by the Great Depression.
So if you want to be
rap cloner
It's me and you do it live on stage for dolo
I smack niggas like you, smash niggas by the tools
Grab niggas by the throat, show 'n' prove
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
Uhuh
Yeah
Yeah
Prolly be the down fall
Always tryna regulate they know that we in town hall
Product of my parents can't nobody take the credit
couldn't believe it
Ban a kid from the country, I never fall, never timber
But you fucked up as a parent, your child idol's a nigger
I clearly don't give
nuts, then I (yeah)
Check my ball hair (what?), make sure it's all there (yeah)
Then call the pallbearer (yeah)
It's Music to Be Murdered By again, why
rap cloner
It's me and you do it live on stage for dolo
I smack niggas like you, smash niggas by the tools
Grab niggas by the throat, show 'n' prove
to limpin'
Since I love the feel, I guess I'm passionately pimpin'
It 'tis what it seems
That thing imprintin' through the seams of my jeans, by all means
And shunned by society. In 1979 he released a double album called
"Plans For Suicide," announced his retirement, and hasan't performed in
Public since he's now
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