Lyrics:
thanks to the young king hailing from Alabama
And he goes by the name of Nomrah
And he blessed us with that world premiere of "the pink moon" and uh
I must
hating on it, man you might as well join it
Cause you know that you can't beat us
All this money but still but it keep growing, pockets feeling just like
wagon
Step out, jeans sagging, crew laughing
Getting blazed by the fiend for ten bones a piece
Nothing but the dog in me needing to be released
This
Bitch I'm ballin', bitch I'm ballin', racked up, no wallet
Keep a bad bitch in my team, I should join the league
NBA, never broke again, never
though I’m feeling really low
Cause I just lost my job as I write this in the studio
So soon I’ll be in the kitchen fighting over food with Roofioh
that we shared the
Same musical tastes so
We asked them to join our band
It was some of the greatest
Times of our lives playing music in
Taylor’s
In fifth grade
And start taking
Drumming lessons with Mr. Scott
And that dude
He started me
On the snare
With that
Blue and white book
It's called
Touching body, why ya touching body
Want company girl come join body
Barely I see your feelings for me
Why u wanna be with a nigga like me
Way beyond
crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst
Bitch I'm ballin', bitch I'm
Ballin', racked up, no wallet
Keep a bad bitch in my team
I should join the league
NBA, never broke again
Never going
Oracle joins us as the next Phantom Thief
I am the Sakura everyone likes
Hair like a sunset but I stay inside
Gamer by day and a hacker by night
Me with
stand with pride
Join us now in the night of the freaks
We're no longer in the shadow
Under pressure of their boots
Don't need no pity, no longer feeling
Don Mega!
Join the party, I can provide the army
Come and hear the voice of the man they call the Trojan Horse
Ride on the outside, with inner
Precised by everybody
Look how I extended
They wanna join my route
We busy smoking the same blunt
The same trump we are on got lot of empty spaces
And if you don't wanna resign
Join us in the fight
Join us in the fight
Don't you worry 'bout it
It's not up to them to decide
Stand up by my
Eighteen and free as the bell rings for the last time
Our band of brothers walk out the door
With arms in the air and the world at our feet
By
Join us, in this quest to satisfy
Join us, and none shall mortify
I've seen the light unfurled by dawn
I've seen the blackest ways we scorn
We
All join hearts
Brand new start
Holy spirit
Hear us pray
Make us yours
Holy spirit
We've got to live with mother nature
Like we did in the past
all the politicians higher than the state are in the know?
Nah, dismantle the whole system
And if all lives matter, you should stand here with us
the time , all the time
Yes I'm going to take flight
Come and join me in my life
Never needed to disguise
You're my guy , yeah you're my type
If you want it
where the journey takes place and you give it all meaning
There's waitin' on us all, there's no need to pretend
No feet are in the feeling where you
all live in a Jar sim
That was made by him
And his four limbs
[Chorus]
Beasten, beasten, beasten, beasten, beasten, beasten
Oh yeah, did I mention,
Oh my god
Oh my
Oh my god
Oh my oh my oh my god
Live your life to the sky
Yeah it's only right
Got me drunk in the party party
Pretty girl's
alright (it's gon' be alright)
I got a feeling (I got a feeling)
It's gonna be alright (it's gon' be alright)
With you by my side (you by my side)
We
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