Lyrics:
the world
Present my body as a canvas for you
For the earth to behold
By the stars and a broken flower
You're not mine but I am yours
Du skal høste mine sår
told you not to call me here!
This better be some good shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I got a big one, it's going down tonight
But it's gonna cost you two
Don Juan Dot.Com
It's Friday late after nine
I'm not going downtown tonight
I think I used up all my last pick up lines
On my laptop messing
got a man
I'm not tryin to hear that
Now you can persist to play Don Juan all day
But ain't nothin gonna change
Yeah baby, sure you're right
I
not the pet
Dig this here man
Like my nigga Cashball, you know what I'm saying, me and DeAnte say
Man, it's "stacks, tracks and contracts," you know
created from the blood of Kingu, commander
Of the hordes of the Ancient Ones? Does not Man possess
In his spirit the seed of rebellion against the Elder
land
My paper is not yet folding money Without my instrument
Krr rha to bhi mai choir nahi
Lagta ye sabhi ko fair nahi
I saw the industry mainstream
I wants to, not cause I have to
Ask yourself, who made the polar caps melt?
FP, the phenomenon, true Don Juan, Jon Blaze
The Fonz ain't seen my
the riders, not the hook ones
"Understandable smooth shit that murderers move with" --> Nas
Music to live by, music to die by
"Understandable smooth shit that
Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah
I get paid to the decimal, taxing plus stacking
Yo, fuck federale, I smoke medicali
B-I-G Sean don, Juan
I'm saying, the vet, not the pet
Dig this here man
Like my nigga Cashball, you know what I'm saying, me and DeAnte say
Man, it's "stacks, tracks
I know you heard about the Winans see
We're a Godly dynasty
Serving G O D, next in line is me
Not the X but next generation of several men of God
I got many problems promise
But ain't nothing here that's going wrong
No I'm not a don juan
But I can't be with only one
Oooo boy I'm feelin money
and playettes, teachers, staff, and students
I am very honored to welcome you to the high school annual talent show
Brought to you by the makers of Wiz Khalifa
omens keeping me from seizing moments that are
Supposed to keep me growin', hard to stop the conscious habits
I believe that I am free and easy goin', not
the emerald valley
To the sacred hill
In the end we were defeated, I was left for dead
Juan Montoya took our city, Angelina fled
I took to hiding in
not the pet
Dig this here man
Like my nigga Cashball, you know what I'm saying, me and DeAnte say
Man, it's "stacks, tracks and contracts," you know
the rocks at my name
I'm never giving up, promoting every grieving song
Won't never let no one out rap me, not even juan
Always be beside my brothers, black
"...and there is a stairway to heaven (not on this earth) where the watchers mourn the severed body of their mother."
Thus was spoken by the lips
right, yo
Verse One: Dr. Dre
fuck the motherfucking police!
They don't want peace, they want a nigga deceased
So he'll cease to be a problem, and by
Ok alright
Hey this song right there
Was off the first album I ever made
It's called Reasonable Doubt
Also was fortunate enough to be
Blessed by
feelin'
You cowards don't know? I'd rather be racketeerin' somewhere
Bustin' shots in the atmosphere and
Not caring, fuckin' the proscecutor at my
cause tint there don't mean I don't never see you hating when I'm riding by
Balling on them nigga Allen I
I ain't worried bout em less they Juan or mine
In a crowd, I don´t know which way to turn
I´m afraid I might not see you go by
But if I did, would I find the strength to speak?
And would you
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