Lyrics:
See rappin' is my only way
My mama told me just to save it for another day
But I gotta make it 'cause it's cold outside (it's cold outside)
Man, I
with no call, no letter
When he realize it don't get no better
He'll be back
To make up for the lonely days
He'll be back
When things ain't
Zack was only thirteen, when he found the Fairy Queen, That Summer, he was never the same
He swore that day, in the orchard as he lay
He was gonna be
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24/7 op cake net me b-day
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Heb een bad b geef der eikel net sandy
with my headphones on
Listening to Pete Seeger, Pete Seeger
If I'm gonna be a stoic
Can I still like music
I'm questioning devotion to the search
For
would go away
Start a day, bad hands make it hard to deal
Sometimes I wanna pull it, end it all with a bullet
Hard to live life to the fullest with
would go away
Start a day, bad hands make it hard to deal
Sometimes I wanna pull it, end it all with a bullet
Hard to live life to the fullest with
What will it take to show you I'll be by your side
Girl I got you and I want to give you what you never had
Girl everyday I hope to make you part
and go with this agency
They'll give you a star on the Walk of Fame
One day for kissing everybody's ass but it's
Like that's not what we're doing by
That's what we would call it clean
Every day we kept it clean
Flag fellas, you know what I mean
Flag fellas, you know what I mean
Flag fellas, you know
the weather’s good or bad it doesn’t change if you never
Get an idea of how you enter the industry just be clever
It’s incredible how many buckle under
poppin' tonight
We gettin’ there by eight
Go put it in my name
My bad bitch ‘Salondio’ in town, the high flames
Going far, We ain’t be tame.
Get them
across the mother fuckin coast
Across the seven seas
You know me always roll my trees
Gotta get it hustle make cheddar
Bout the cheese
These days
Guided by
back like Keith smith
It's all good like Miles Pantry
Coach'Em all like Tom
Landry
Throw'Em off like Bob Hayes
Like back in the day when I got paid
Run
Half a day from nowhere
Hurrying to get there
Ninety miles an hour
In two Plymouth wagons
The Avis lady gave us a smile
Tom's getting uptight
losing my mind
Shit been so bad
I don't think that it's gonna get better
Shit been so bad
And I don't think that it's gonna get better
I miss all
I popped a pill
Went straight to astronomy
Pulled up in a rock fit like Bob Sagat
Sip red with a white bitch
Candy cane
What would the game be
It'd be nice to be living my life
Getting paid to rhyme and not aching for it
I'mma bang my forehead on the table
Boredom got me thinking more
About what
go, temper flare, let it go
Always be his extra back bone, quick to let a nigga know
Always by his side, Eve the apple in his eye
Us together ain't
giving up
I'm a troublemaker, not a double-taker
I don't have the patience to keep it on the up
I'm gonna be a star and people will crane necks
One day ima walk up in the bank just like I own it
Said you ain't never gonna find another real as me unless you get to cloning
Ain't no competition
to shine, I gotta stay on my grind
I look up at the clock, It always says Go Time
Think I'm King Kong, feeling like that this is gonna be my theme song
God
ain't Bob Digitech
But what did you expect
Life wouldn't be so rough?
Punching through the speaker, pulling out the plugs
Dusted and feeling blue
My
Written By Lee Roy Parnell And Tom Hambridge
They Say Every Dog Gonna Have His Day
Ain?t So Much As A Bone Ever Thrown My Way
My Good Luck?s
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