Lyrics:
something better than me
Teach me your dance
A crooked ballet where i’m
guided along by these tormenting puppet strings
A doll
for you to use in these
This a dotter you gon' end up
As a hilt for the state
Hella opps, all the government in game
Make a choice either die by your code
Or you die with no
Slappin that face
Come and hit it from the back
She's like dad
Where you been
Eat me like your snack
In japan
Baby tie my hand
Choke me in japan
Stuck in
here with me, I'm on my own.
Hello, Mr. Radio, you friendly speaker,
You played my request today, request to see her
Your voice comes riding home
Come, Mr dJ, song pon de replay
Mr dJ, won't you turn the music up?
All the gyal pon the
Dancefloor wantin' some more
Mr dJ, won't you turn the music up?
squashed
Wash em with sterilized rhyme patriot guided weaponry bomb
From the makers of the devious hearts... I'm America!
You bitchy little tarts don't
Carry me back into the sand
Into the sand with the flowers and the fern
Old Mr. Centipede climbing tobacco leaves
Looking for livers and hearts for
young. He shall be guarded and guided by two ravens, and he
shall ride the eight-legged stallion of his fathers' god. He will encounter
the Woodwoman,
guided by a phantom
I can't help but think that
If the wind wept a bit stronger now
It could usurp gravity
I am Autumn, I am Autumn, I am
Every
When i'm guided by guidance
I feel like i'm fighting
A battle I wanted to win way back when
All my time is borrowed
But I won't drown in my sorrow
This
kate puss punk
kate puss punk
kate puss punk
kate puss punk
were going down south, like were crossing enemy line
guided by her soothing voice in our
Want to be guided by the sound of your voice
When I can't see, oh
Sometimes I feel like I'm the king of the hill
When the hill has just buried me
I'd
Out the window it's as black as coal
And I'm guided by a cold screen light
There's a young mother dying
A crushing pain in my head
My wife is lying
guided by light
God, angels, and prayers protect
Him thru the night
For now the savage man eats bite by bite
Being the dog he is
Still has enough love
hungry, you getting robbed
By me, Biggie Smalls and The Delfonics
Yo, man, yeah, yeah, take it back to Rae shit
Straight off the muthafucking concrete,
Brownson
Once you hear the whistle, even Grandmas is stackin' up on old wooden pistols
Nobody's thinking by the time you're done blinking
Cold freezer,
a slice of your goddamn cake
I hate
Wait, wait, wait
Hello, I'm Dr. Mr.-Butter's-Voice-of-Reason
Excuse me for Mr. Butter's actions this evenin'
Here
Sippin N Leanin
By: B-Futuristic & tAllent
Chorus
Got the Candy paint drippin
Candy flippin N my visions twisted
Take another swig
Yeah im sippin
when I do my love to you
When I hear you on the phone
Your sweet, sexy voice turns my ear all the way on
Just the mention of your name
Seems
when I do my love to you
When I hear you on the phone
Your sweet, sexy voice turns my ear all the way on
Just the mention of your name
Seems to drive
when I do my love to you
When I hear you on the phone
Your sweet, sexy voice turns my ear all the way on
Just the mention of your name
Seems
dey see me waka dem say Mr Flavour e dob kolo
I no send them
Cos when they hear my voice
Them start to dey dancia eeh
I just want to testify
Yo, Jam Boy Magic, Mr. Fantastic
Masterful mind, the list that I've crafted
Fresh new trick to flip, I'm Dick Dastard
Half smooth criminal
Don't give up
Is the world really coming to a end
By repenting would the lord forgive me for my sins
I know he understand the type of lifestyle
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