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these monodies
Nick is a winner, this G is a novelty
You can be bitter but you're just a wannabe
Ee! You can be bitter but you're just a wannabe
 
Ay you

they all get away
In the land of the free
If you're black doing good then your people hate to see you come up
In the land of the free
Just be an athlete

you to know you’re the child of a queen
I’ll be by your side whatever life brings
Know what’s inside of you they can’t take away
There’s power in your

they can front and they can floss
	But they never payed the cost 
	To be an inner city player ba-by
	I like the way it's goin' down
	I like the way it's

I know man oh you keep on hurting
Oh but you're a man oh so keep on working
Only gotta hurt me once
Forgive ya but I won't forget
Only gotta hurt me

Every fucking day (3) , everyday niggas
Look around niggas (3)
What you gon' to do 'bout it nigga? (3)
What you gotta say 'bout it nigga? (3)
That's

slice of the pie
But too many damn people wanna eat with their eyes
Yo you're just in time, the sky's about to open up
Ain't no escaping No Man's land.

we aint gonna stop
Shits gotta stop


So good
If we could
We should
If you would
Be keen
Hanging around with me
You're so fine
My Time
Your time
Lets

Hey hey...if you're not watching Attack On Titan what you doing right now

Woah

Stomp on my enemies, now these boys frighten
Turn into a giant, I

are not in love, you just pretend to be
Drift, drift away, you're a memory
Drift, drift away, you're a-
I'll only exist if you remember me
You are not

panic
Is it not time for an intervention?
Why ya gotta be guessing
Talkin’ mad shit for a Woodrow Wilson
Fuckin’ up bitches with the Chris cross mixture

$150 for the the fucking ounce Flat

Niggas wanna be Too Cool fool, now they assed out Rikishi
I'm in the south in the house getting mouth from a brown

Letter from KKK

Bushwick Bill

Little Big Man

1992

let the white man shoot his juice
And then it'll be over, brother
Thanks to our helping commitment to kill each other
And we can't go out like that

Is you out with her?
I don't care long as you're here by
10:30, no later than
Drop them drawers, give me what I want

My man is my man is your man

The Blues Song

The Dead Milkmen

Death Rides a Pale Cow: The Ultimate Collection

1997

Baby, you know you've got to
You've got to be what you're going to be

A blues man needs a nickname
And everybody calls me Two Shoes
Cause i always

feelin ya, but at I gotta keep it real with ya
Only when you got dough, niggas wanna be with ya
They feel ya out, find out about your whereabouts
Best

single?"
And then they'll think up reasons why I shouldn't be single, right?
Like, "You're so pretty, though" or, "You're so nice"
Or whatever bullshit they

to play
Basically set everything off for us
So, let's see if y'all remember it

Wanna be by yourself
And no one else, alright

I still remember
When little me was counting stars
I said
"I gotta be that first man on Mars"
Little me be counting stars
Little me gon' be the first

been stabbed by a knife
But I'm gonna need you tonight
Cause you're my dream girl and you gotta be that for life
What is a dream girl she make me happy

the racks
She a baddie with a fat
Ima hit it from the back
Oh thats your main huh?
Oh youre a lame huh?
Used to try to be the man then i became one
Oh thats

up in the good and the bad to comfort you
A strong man whose gonna love you boo
A strong man whose gonna stick by you
A strong man whose really there

Wishing I never existed
They better fucking listen to me
Or they're gonna get grounded, pounded
I don't fuck around man

Gotta keep on keeping on
Gotta keep

And every time you look at yourself
Be you black, brown, red, or yellow
A so called Negro
You represent a person who poses such
A serious problem for