Lyrics:
(Lord, I need, have mercy on me)
(Have mercy on me)
For my soul, for my soul
(For my soul, on my soul)
be I G P O P P A P A see left eye J M J
Please have
Lyrics by Jimmy Buffett
Music by Buffett, Kunkel, Guth, P. Mayer, J. Mayer
I'm a cultural infidel, painting in the dark
I'm a cultural infidel,
don't care if you C. Delores Tuck-it
Or you Bill O'Reilly, you only ryling me up
For three years, they had me peeing out of a cup
Now they 'bout
don't care if you C. Delores Tuck-it
Or you Bill O'Reilly, you only ryling me up
For three years, they had me peeing out of a cup
Now they 'bout
Hella Heaven, you can't tell a legend (what?)
See, what you don't know and won't know, enjoy your beverage
Separate with severance, I'm Rich Paul
you'll see
Introducing, Jadakiss and Styles P, where you at?
[The L.O.X.]
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
You know we still in the hood dog, in front of the store
of death is comin' back, reincarnated
This is dedicated to Mental, R.I.P.
And Big Kill, R.I.P.
And all you other O.G.'s, who go down
I don't fear death
last, look at my niggaz who fell
P-A-T and Big Steve, stay in heaven or hell
Lord please let em be with you, body rocking and shocking
And if they is I
dem sleeves up
Nigga, what the fuck?
You know about that D.P.G. Bad Boy connection
Connected by Funk Flex we in a Lexus
Or even the Suburban, swerve
return of post.
P.T.O.:
No-one likes a debtor,
so it's better if my orders are obeyed!"
FIRMIN/ANDRE
Who would have the gall to send this?
Someone with
And a buncha different bottles we can P-O-P
Stay high like Snoop, D-O-double-G
Smoke down on that sour, P and G-D-P's
From the 3-1-3, to the 4-15
I'm going
the O-N-
-E - metaphors are no win!
Avalanche P pushed powder till you snowed in
No in! Open sesame, unveil the recipe!
Cocaine cook-up, Heroin and Ecstasy
like it Raw Like O.D.B i'm TTG
On THC let them R.I.P After 16 off the T.O.P
Ooh baby I like it Raw Like O.D.B i'm TTG
On THC let them R.I.P After 16 off
fell from the Heavens in the sky
In the beginning of time
It Twas a Long Way Down
Collision Record breaking high
As he Swoope's by
He'll try to keep you
Eliminate The Possibility
That To Be An E-M-C-E-E
Is Not A Threat To Society
Say Step By Step
Stride By Stride
I Know The Young Ladies Would Like To Ride
If
pushing
Until the heavens reign angel dust
Black man with a label like an injured bird
Couldn't stop us from voting invented the f word
Watermelon ain't
Sometimes you wanna throw it away
But lately I've been talking to God
He told me heaven is a way better place
So I'm taking everything that I've got
The clpha and Omega, He the One True G.O.D
Manifested in The Flesh, Christ Is Who You See in Me
He's The End Of The Law, arrest me like C.O.P
Then I come out
and faeter by Saskia
On the computer
The musical Looter
Zeb on the mike
I'm the underground booster
(QF Da Funkee P:)
Yeah QF Da Funkee P is in da house,
you
A-O A-O A-O A-O yo yo A-O A-O
That Henny goose 'Tron Absolute I'm feeling nauseous (yeah yeah yeah)
That molly lean promethazine I'm feeling nauseous
on them xanny bars
And the best moon rock this side of Mars
I got T-A-B's full of T-H-C
And a buncha different bottles we can P-O-P
Stay high like Snoop,
tumbling, smoking heart heart pumping
Too fast will I last, look at my niggas who fell
P-A-T and Big Steve, stay in heaven or hell
Lord please let em be with
a gun it's old P, new P
Prob'ly layin' in the sun
Prob'ly on a PI, if I call you king
I ain't talkin' 'bout rap, nigga
That status go to BI
You can fuck
the fuck I be I, you cannot see I
Flabbergasted, blasted, my Magnum P.I.
Oops I lie, I got a cannon bout the size of Grand Canyon
I'm prime time, giving MC's
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