Lyrics:
a crazy time
By the way the USA
Is baggin' for a dime
The world is made in China
人乙好，性夲訾。性相店，习相匙。
间不成，性几在。键乙键，爱以伟。
星免电，择邻诉。子不孚，她圫择。
our zoom (ah)
And realize the curse
It's not in your room
You make my whole entire world
Turn around, you the one
You set the roof on fire girl
not for lack of bread
Like the Grateful Dead
Darling
Gimme a head with hair
Long beautiful hair
Shining, gleaming
Streaming, flaxen, waxen
You're the man with no choice
Yes it's been decided you've done wrong
And there's no single voice
That will stand up and say
Oh just what has he
bock county the northwest region
By the ocean not the valley
It's considered the most ronic California commodity
The hommies call it puff or balm
a show with class
Like to find the guy
Who cancelled it
And karate chop his ass
So after Alf is done
There ain't nuthin' good on
All my rowdy
(Lawrence Gowan)
"All's well", say the tower bells
And have for many years
But, "Not so", say the ones who know
Through the veil of tears
A cold
that he'll raise him up
Like he would his own son
And he gave me a ring
That was worn by his mother
And he takes me out dancin
Every Saturday night.
want it, I want to stay up all night
And hear about your life before I found you here
The Father, Son and I
Decided this was fine
Let's not talk wrong
bank up the way
‘Cause I can only take living with moms for so long
The worst part was I owed about five large, but not no more
Let me tell you how I
Frontin on yo man
when ya "b-tch" walk by
What's up, baby
Can I get a maybe
Katt said you need self-esteem, young lady
So get yo ass out the closet
each blessing one by one
for breath in your lungs and son risen
for making your lunch in your little kitchen
while the sound system bumps BoogiRoot drum
shield,
For great on ground ye go with child,
Gabriele nuncio.
Mary mother, be not adread,
Jesu is in your body bred,
And of your breast He will be
mistakes
A heart-shaped year
Where all that glitters
Is not quite as it seems
Like a scurvy pirate whose treasures
Will drown with him at sea
I am humbled
So while vultures pick and bite me
I’m keeping love not hate inside me
You cannot understand how minds mean
Until the day you know how minds feel
a sinner, son, and you'd burn in hell if you died today"
Well, that news didn't sit too good with a boy who had done the best he could
Church talk has
crawl beyond the gravel now
That I like it when I'm sitting with things around me moving
It may look like I'm brooding
Like I'm getting not much done
short
Down with here, down to there
Down till there, down to where it's stuck by itself
They'll be ga-ga at the go-go, when they see me in my toga
this game, everybody know my name
I got, money to burn
I've been struggling, started off with nothing
Everybody know me, as the one to do thangs for
Instrumental
Rock Fundamental
Bring Unfadable
Skills And Tight Tactic
Can't Be Held By The Cells
Or Straight Jacket
Not The I.N.S. Crew
Who Be The Terrorist
maintains
Whatever killed the son of
Will give breath to be
Not one of you, and don't believe
Ordained, Ordained
missed the gist son kid here's what you're missin'
Like it or not what's getting lost
Is the truth like laugh lines hit with Botox
The rich get tax cuts
bothered you, but you ain't honorable
Go unlock your phone and let your wifey come audit you
I ain't creepin' with Mona Lisa, just keeping it cordial
surrounded
By shadows and gallows, my smoke is not a trail to follow
Survival is vital, smoke billows out the rival's window
Swindle vandals, selling handfuls
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