Lyrics:
my own ego
I'm floating on an ocean of solipsism
No shore i gotta text from my ex
It said, "An artist, by definition
Can never belong"
The bird does
thought I felt a spark
I know it's cliché
But I meant it when I said that you're Eve and
I'm no Adam
Talkin' Bonnie and Clyde
When we in my ride
She aiming'
I'm not denying
I'm so happy to be here, 'cause it's the time of my life
Call me
Everytime you're feeling lonely
Our greatest wish is one and only
Sing
country singer
That girl, she's the walk on the wild side
She's the day glory snow ride
Low ride, good time
If you see her tell her I'm lookin' for
That
Will I Ever Get A Chance To Sing My Songs Someday Before I'm Dead?
words and music by Jose Promis
I finished this song, and then I set it down
I've
other way to word it got my feelings scurred and
By the, bullet of bad, the singer of sad, songs to make you long for your mom and your dad
Plaid class
you're lookin' for a leader, you can hire me
And if your so-called boss don't pay
The only thing you need to say
Is "I quit, I'm through with you"
Pack
songs to find love, I love this woman
I got some money, I got a reasonable good heart
But I'm low on libido at this age, tkus good song
My fave artist is
This next song
Is about something
I'm tough as nails
And strong as a shit smell
I may be pale
But sonny, I've burned in hell
I beat my chest
To let out
to live? Put some cash in your purse (some money)
Or your wallet, that shit is the worse
So I'm trying to get some just by spitting my verse, my bad if I
transmitted, get it, done the Ruthless way,
You know what I'm saying, so what's up Dre
(Dr. Dre)
Now I'm a swinger, I'm not a muthafuking singer
But I
and user friendly all are we,
The tired tried, what do you do?
I'm God, you lied.
And the animals go in two by two, the
Warthog, the snuffleupacus
of the night,
If the moods just right, I'll be calling you babe
Set 2 I'm pressing my luck, thinking about calling you up
Singing Marshall Tucker can't you
now I'm your necks
Y'all borin' so you're formin'
Formulatin' checks, I heard the diss
But ain't nobody take the bet
We crowded around the mic
Playin'
or a rapper even a singer
If you're a carbon copy of every single other rapper out in the game here
Try to find one guy that sounds like me
Try to find anyone
Hey, did you see where, uh, singer and actress
Bette Midler dissed West Virginia
Really? Singer and actress
I don't even know who the fuck that is
to be right on time
I aint got no Woman and I got no Friend
But I´m the Singer in a Rock n Roll Band
I aint got no Tattoo on my Leg
I don't want no
the world
Only let's me know that I'm loved
By so many other motherfuckers that ain't you, and it's bugged
'Cause you keep fuckin' with us, we keep
A black man caught by the
Klan couldn't hang with this
These are proverbs, copy cat attackers, huh
I'm wanted dead 'cause I'm
A genocide to rappers
Battlin'
different names
I'm thinking that there's a better way
I dunno who I am, I dunno who I am
I dunno who I am, but I know what I do:
I sing a song, I write a rap
the feeling after seeing a film of yours for the first time while being surrounded by such an adoring crowd?
CHARLOTTE:
It’s wonderful…
DEVIN:
Well,
the singer from the whorehouse song
When the well runs dry
There's nothing left to say
Just throw up your hands and wail all day
And everything's fair
never felt so good
I'm caught up in the sky tonight
Wherever you will go, I would go there too
My heart was young and bit by a soul singer
Sweet songs
bomb
Then I'm gonna snore on
Everybody hating like, "Your song
So wrong, thinking about the way that you go in long
Tangents hating and berating your mom
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