Lyrics:
life for god and for good
I don't know what to say except if you or your brothers or friends want to come visit
We have movies in our small chapel here
God is so good
Everything I'm doing
I don't do it for man (No I don't)
I don't wanna ruin the vibe man
Is a good day
Good day to sing song (Hallelujah)
to die
How we stayed late at night
The four of us tired
We're cracking up cause we had to get by
I wish I could know that the good old days
Are right now
and shoot you in it
It's a difference between battle
Rappin' on stage
And battle rappin' back in the days
I mean ya drive good
But ya navigation is off
You
are the good old days, they're ahead and behind
These are the good old days, have to keep that in mind
These are the good old days, they're ahead
weeks flew by
I still can't sleep at night, daydreaming of when we reunite
I wanna go back to the good old days
When you laid by my side
I miss those
What the fuck y'all niggas, ah"
Hey, you know, everybody's talkin' about the "good old days," right? (Yeah)
Everybody, the good old days, the good
Toby, one for the gentleman!
Hear the birdies cheeping
Helps to keep it cheery
Toby!
Throw the old woman out!
God, that's good!
What's your
Torturing rats with a hack-saw
And pulling the wings off of flies
Those were the good old days
Those were the good old days
The years go by but
Phenomenon O.C.
Big L, 0-3-9 baby
Diggin' In The Crates
Yeah yeah, this is Joe the God, Terror Squad reppin'
Yo, yo, yo
I'm from a place where
but I still want mo'
Tde generals, she ain't spiritual but she still want Soul
God bless, God body, no fear in nobody, no thing
Can I proceed? Collect
Toby, one for the gentleman!
Hear the birdies cheeping
Helps to keep it cheery
Toby!
Throw the old woman out!
God, that's good!
What's your
Days Of 49
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Im old tom moore from the bummers shore in that good old golden days
They call me a bummer and a ginsot too, but what cares
And many children lose their way
By leaders of confusion
And leave them with the price to pay
Of hastened evolution
But those good good old days
In those
all that good stuff it'll be allright won't it?
Hey, by the time you've got this lot in your hands, by the way, we shall have been in the studio working
Toby, one for the gentleman!
Hear the birdies cheeping
Helps to keep it cheery
Toby!
Throw the old woman out!
God, that's good!
What's your
mom's by my side. I looked in her face she had tears in her eye's. On the seventh day the sent me home.
God is good his plans unfold final settle down
He was just an old country doctor
In a little Kentucky town
Fame and fortune had passed him by
But we never saw him frown
As day by day in his
Well, we're good old boys, we come from the North Shore
Drinkers and carousers the likes you've never seen
And this night, by God! We drank till
don´t believe that God is really good
Just take a look at his creation and say again it was
By accident
I Love the way you love me
I haven´t though
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
but I still want mo'
Tde generals, she ain't spiritual but she still want Soul
God bless, God body, no fear in nobody, no thing
Can I proceed? Collect
sickness
You came in to bind but you cannot stay
'cause the people of God we ain't havin' it
It's a good day, even though I cried last Tuesday
And I was out
Twas a dark day in Dallas, November '63
A day that will live on in infamy
President Kennedy was a-ridin' high
Good day to be livin' and a good day
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