Lyrics:
Will.i.am the ghetto (you can find it all), Will.i.am the ghetto (in the street)
'Cause I'm a thug by nature, thug by nature
Gotta keep thuggin I'm thuggin,
Yes, yes, yes, yes! We have our
A-selection, featuring our brother Murs
Featuring, featuring Miss Latoiya
Williams, featuring
Featuring, featuring
Afraid of comin' in last
But somewhere in the race we run,
We're coming undone...
[CHORUS:]
And days go by...
I can feel 'em flyin'
Like a hand out
Flyin' high, starcrossed lovers of the night
Flyin' high, starcrossed lovers of the night
You're flying high into a sky of screaming stars
Ladies and gentlemen
This here is another one for the steppers
DJ Wayne Williams put the record on
Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah
Whoa yeah
'round me ride or they die
Gotta watch the time 'cause it's flyin' right by
I'm outside in an AMG, yeah
Right outside, TT
Too turnt, baby girl, you
Breakaway, my heart is cryin'
Breakaway, the time is flyin'
So, I'm gonna tell myself don't sit and mourn
Lookin' sad and so forlorn
Tell
crazy for my baby, she loves lickin' sugar from the spoon
When I'm flyin' with my baby, I'm out here on a rocket to the moon
Oh, gonna rock by
and I went on the run
Don't care about religion
I'm gonna marry the woman I love
Down by the Wexford border
She was Nancy Mulligan
And I was William
strummer A red light legend, by any definition
Turn it up, make it pump
Flyin' down the hill with both hands out the top You know who you are
Baby you're
Yah
She said she liking my vibe
We take some shots and we Flyin
One for each of the moments
I thought it was over and dying
But I got no worries
Los Angeles, California 1969
By Raymond Washington and Stanley Williams
Though we still gang bang anyway, uh
Today there's over a million Crip
Ladies and gentlemen
This here is another one for the steppers
DJ Wayne Williams put the record on
Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah
Whoa yeah
Ladies and gentlemen
This here is another one for the steppers
DJ Wayne Williams put the record on
Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah
Whoa yeah
On every lonely avenue
No one could reach them
No one but you
One by one
Only the good die young
They're only flyin' too close to the sun
And life
to the band,
yeah he's running his legs off,
ladies and gentlemen Mr Robbie Williams"
Just because your dyslexic
Doesn't mean your not fake
We know you're not
Oh, but Jesus was a cross maker
Sweet silver angels over the sea
Please come down flyin' low for me
He wages war with the devil
A pistol by his
free
My flag's still flyin'
There ain't no denyin'
I'm American born and bred
Still proud and united
Bring hell and I fight it
This blue collar
brain
And made me Robin Williams crazy
Or I end up with dementia, but you rocking with a sadist
Hate to say this, but if the thought is entertaining
I
Ladies and gentlemen
This here is another one for the steppers
DJ Wayne Williams put the record on
Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah
Whoa yeah
Pulling up to Williams Street
There's a girl living near I've been dying to see
Just two nights in the city by the lake
It won't be enough but it
Chapter 1 THE PORCUPINE FROM HAMBROOK
William von Goldenlion is a very sensitive porcupine. He works for Guitback, the major industry in Hambrook.
that's one for you and two for me by tonight
I'll be loaded like a freight train
Flyin' like an aeroplane
Feelin' like a space brain
One more time
Are we flyin'? Are we lifted?
Are we soaring against the wind, are we different?
Are we rockin'? Are we rollin'?
Are we doin' the shit we dreamed
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