Lyrics:
soprano, so we gon' leave on a high note
Come out my shell like Rafael, and crack yours like a taco
Lil Wayne tougher than John Wayne
Make him change his
Oh, come all ye gallant Irishmen
And a story I'll relate
I'll tell to you of the Fenian
Men who from the foe escaped
Though bound with Saxon chains
That's right, you go ahead, I'll be a okay
'Cause I got Jose, Captain Morgan
Not to mention old George and Tammy, Loretta, Merle, Willie Nelson, Big John
your whole team up)
Take care of B.I., Chef (got your back John John)
(Yeah, bust it, yo, yo)
Fly G.I. Nigga
Now, yo, yo, what up, yo? Time is
your whole team up)
Take care of B.I., Chef (got your back John John)
(Yeah, bust it, yo, yo)
Fly G.I. Nigga
Now, yo, yo, what up, yo? Time is
of it school and cleaning kit
One day, I won't have to take it
'Cause I know I'm gonna make it
All I need's a chance
And I'll be on my way
Only fools
the living
Don't judge me
You could be me in another life
In another set of circumstances
Don't judge me
One more night I'll just have to take my chances
it
In the cushioned straight-jacket
Just like 22nd Street
They got me by my neck and feet
Pressures building, can't take more
My headaches charge, ear
Hello, hello, my ace man, my fellow
John Wayne ain't got nothing on my fringe game, oh no
I could take some Pro Wings, make them cool, sell those
holdin' pies
Impliment a plan and and you'll surely rise
Just promised by the man that controls the skies
Don't you see, I know that shit's so ill
Better
y'all, while you hope the don fall
But I'll come inside the tunnel, nigga, wit pope john paul
Yo, them niggas on the wall frontin', they ain't no harm
(Speak to them Jazze)
I
(Yea fly guy)
I'm way more fly than you
(That's right)
I'll take your dime from you
(That's right)
Now she want
You can lie and fake it
I wouldn't be surprised, yeah
You can try to break me
While hoping I'll just smile and take it
Like I did when I was growing
said, "Nah, but I'll take her too"
Woke up, couldn't move
Satan said, "Look at you, out of luck, bound to lose"
Misery, uh-huh, Avenue
[Chorus]
Admission
and take em out but bitterness is bliss
For the procrastination rankings I'm da number one pick
Aye
Gettin' litty at the party got me stumblin
Tyson when I'm
your boyfriends, take them 'round the world
As a teen, you didn't like school that much
Your moms drank, your daddy likes to cuddle and touch
Too much,
be proud
Bish now take them clothes off and get in this bed
Oh Lord Jezebel all up in my head
I was tempted by that flesh yea I got undressed
My baby
I'm ballin)
I want it all, I'll take it
I wonder if I'll make it out
Thoughts fall to pieces, pick it up
Sit back control (Yeah) my breathing
Life ain't
Over the moor, take me to the moor
Dig a shallow grave
And I'll lay me down
Over the moor, take me to the moor
Dig a shallow grave
(Yeah)
Take it from me, I'll have you
Thinking thinking thinking bout me (Honey)
Take it from me, there's no one
Out there, out there, out there like me
Words and music by John Kay and Michael Wilk
Money, money, day and night
You got to pay and pay
Well, I tell you honey, it just ain't right
To let
admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who
a pogo
Then she put her mouth on it like an oboe
Headbutting on my six pack that’s a low blow
Yoko Ono
Liphy John Lennon with the soul glow
I'm really
Yeah!
This is it y'all (Darkside), Darkside Volume One
Hope you enjoyed
We had to take you out classic status, you feel me?
We had to touch it
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