Lyrics:
just G-Unit it
But I ain’t signed, I was just EQing it
I’m independent like the 4th of July
Fireworks for Hezekiah, lick a shot to the sky, alright
the lights out like lil Wayne here or sumthin it’s 4th and short so we can’t do no puntin we on the court so just wait on a summons ain’t gotta choice when u
didn't listen
Now look at all this shit that you're missing
It's Christmas it's Easter it's 4th of July
Dumbass with no mask, wondering why
Covid (x64)
off the porch I forgot where the porch was at
How you Indian Jones where yo torch was at
My nigga on da run said he forgot where court was at
If I'm 4th
friendly
On the 4th of July stick a needle in my eye
I said "I didn't do nothin'" & "what's this all about?"
He said "resisting arrest" as his pulled his
the finish to secure his 4th title victory.
And if you were ever in doubt as to why he is the world number one, heres a perfect masterclass in rallying
of Emilia-Romagna. It’s a warm September morning and the piazza is crowded with people, watched over by the lofty bell tower of the 12th century Basilica of San
nothin' but a game
And we all at the 4th quarter, 'cause our time is shorter and shorter
'Cause y'all got time to tap our phones and hear the orders
and take 4th Avenue through Bay Ridge
You can see all of Brooklyn in a day
But if you’re impolite or uncaring by nightfall you could be wearing
Cement shoes
to Come and Play everyday, hated 4th grade
But try and catch me at reccess shooting before I fade away
Used to tune into the Saturday Mix just to hear what
down to Satan
My name is Anpu
And I'm from where it's ancient
I only walk the straight path
I'm 4th sense
I focus on my purpose in the bag
Came to chase
promise we'll fly
Sparklin' like the 4th of July
Oh, you say you will and I do guarantee
You could open my heart
Be my skatin' key and we'll keep
Jones, oh yeah
We used to meet at the same place, same time
Used to sit and talk it over, talk it over
Me and Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones
Mrs. Jones, Mrs.
to sit and talk it over
[We got a thing going on]
Talk it over
Me and Mrs Jones, Mrs Jones
Mrs Jones Mrs Jones
save us now
We seem to take for granted all this freedom that we found?
Back when Betsy Ross stitched Old Glory to life
And JESUS gave us the 4th
Madden rolling bay
Bump that s***
4th down laughing at 'em
I will never punt that s***
Aimin' for the fence
All you other rappers bunt that s***
I'm
to the 4th of Julio
Too much to fit in one 16
So let me cook like the festival on 1/16
Mean, my career's been like one sick dream
A nightmare, scary how I does
Burned out in the lawn in Tucson, Arizona
With the scavengers on 4th Avenue
Feeling old, boredom of the second hand stores
Hoping maybe I could
the 4th of July
I call a plug up for supplies
She made me nuttin
It got in her eye
Pop out give him a big surprise
This bitch gon' stay by my side
Cause you
drive a man insane
Tom chose to die on the 4th of July
as they gathered round his bed
Sally lit the flame to protect his good name
and the letters never
Lets go
Im Ready
Leggo leggo leggo
Im going for it 4th and 20 Oh Lord
Run Forest run Forest run Forest
I finally made it please give me an encore
We
for O.G.F , 4th street in Brigantine.
I held the 380 mean, out the bus on the scene.
Riding dirty! Living nights without a decent dream.
One scheme
face high rise
It didn't want to lose it on that miracle mile
But we played at CBGB on a 4th of July 3 a.m.
Sound man wanted to kill us then
He was
later!
The hard thing recalling is we never had square dance
Never brought the spurs out to Do-Si-Do to mare chants
Nope! We choked like some 4th quarter
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