Lyrics:
And I'd trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday
Holdin' Bobby's body next to mine
Freedom's just another word for nothing' left to lose
Nothin'
Bobby's body kept me from the cold.
Then somewhere near Salinas, lord, i let her slip away,
Lookin' for that home, i hope she finds,
And i'd trade all
Rain eyes that blur the rays of sunshine
When all you see is seen through tears
The whole world seems as though it's crying
Rain eyes, that's how my
One, two, three kick it
Hey yo Dre what's going on man what's going on
Hey what'cha all gonna do for this last record
No tell what'cha all gonna
My Adidas
Walk through concert doors
And roam all over coliseum floors
I stepped on stage, at Live Aid
All the people gave and the poor got paid
It's like that, and that's the way it is
Huh!
Money is the key to end all your woes
Your ups, your downs, your highs and your lows
Won't you tell
got it made
But I wouldn't buy, sell, borrow or trade
Anything I have to be like one of them
I'd rather start all over again
Well, all those
the land
So trade was closed and deed was given
And the Lord went back to his home in heaven
And the devil said, now I got all what's needed
To make
you care for her
The way she cares for you
So why not promise her ruby
Even diamonds
She'd trade them all for
A plain golden wedding ring
I said “Cancel that b*tch. I’ll buy another one”
I feel like Nino
Dressed in all black walking round the table
Riding with some Biggie in my tape
I go by Brother Jack Jack
And this is Kingdom of YAH Over Culture Music
I came to give the Father glory
And get you on your feet
Let's go
All
Jack handed Rita his paycheck
With his apologies
He said, "They're cutting back at work
They had to let me go"
And Jack expected tears, he
all your skills
Face your enemy
Trade our love against your fear
Falling
Falling
Calling your name
Babe I'm down on my knees
I'm down on my knees
All the boys who called their mothers on that day
Were no tough bunch but they had the nerves to go and say
That all your secrets were drowned
With
carry the ashes on
A trade wind somewhere else is all
And everything we need to make that down
So hold tight to break free
You've got all of me if
Rippin' the heads off all my Barbie dolls
Toss them to the side, give them convertibles
Click vroom, I like the way it rides up
Ken had it all
the truth
I’d stop it but I can’t
I can’t drink you away
I’ve tried Jack, I’ve tried Jim, I’ve tried all of them friends
But I can’t drink you away
On these
Bitch It's Water Boi 4
Fuck that bitch make her pour
I'm like an eagle, I fuckin' soar
I lift off, you just jack off
I make rap boss, next track gon'
Excuse me class (Um, okay like)
I will be your professor for today (Can you turn me up a bit)
Like jumping jacks on a bitch let me hit you like (Ew)
I went from putting my headphones in the microphone jack
Just to try and make a mixtape
Now I'm in the studio rapping about it
Like Damn this shit so
pack
Told em stick em up its a hi jack
Mark em all in red like a dye pack
Kick em in the throat make em die fast
When i hit up ice he hit me right back
into my pocket, no more feeling alone
I sprint up into my room and all the pictures are there
Even my Jack Nickel Bone in his under
Looks even cuter with
with me tonight
So pony up and let the fun begin
We got time for one more round
So lean back tip it back drink it down
Uncle Jack ain't playing around
deserve me a plaque
Getting to the bag
Them Greenbacks
Never flash like Kodak’s
That’ll get you killed Jack
Getting to the bag
I don’t lac
10 bands in
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