Lyrics:
some hard times
What do we do
Keep smiling 'cause we know
We're gonna make it through
Now what is it that
Can come and take away all your stress,
opens, footsteps, we hear the music more clearly, louder now)
Knox: Good evening Mr. President. Sorry to disturb you, sir.
Roosevelt: That’s quite
been gone so long I don’t even know
And now I’m on the run from zombies
Getting caught in the snow
But when you’re in dead space
You best prepare to be
somethin' for ya
You gotta understand that love
Love was something i knew nothing about
Until i met you
But you, girl
You're the one that turned my heart
on the bias that sent y'all all gone fishing .. they don't need the deed done by the day .. no more friction...
It's a head or two done got in the way.. no
grade
You need to see this man of Jesus
He sets fire to the fears that freeze us
From the land of miracles comes Mr. Williams
And he says "don't
hellbent on bussin', now Hamlet is comin'
I'm gonna kill 'em, I swear I'ma get 'em
I can if I will it, it's written by William
I'm stoppin' at nothin', this
feelings
On the outside you look fine but on the inside could be killin'
You act like a comedian but now you're Robin Williams
And now we cryin' rivers that
Or take offense by this
Decision i loved working with you
Again you're a brilliant musician
Songwriter and I have the utmost respect for
You on top of all
to bitter hate
Now that you're gone and lonely, and your dreams have fallen apart
Think of the one that once loved you,
Remember you broke your own heart
that Fed Up
I changed the damn game, so I deserve me a fair play
So put some respect on my damn name (fair)
Now Wendy Williams mad with me? But I
now boil up a boiled egg (bap)
Boy-boy, make a boy beg
Oi oi, ain't that Stone and that boy Seb?
Fuck, where's your boy?
Mad man ah bust it off
a fuckin' sandwich
Osama Impression bro, fuck you William
And fuck your fat whore
Bitch, you can suck my balls
I fuck you by force
Donald Trump Impression
the price of death (It doesn't matter, it's all for you)
If it means your days are better even if just by a tenth
Even when I have none left, know that I'll
to be a good girl, but then you done lost it
You done fumbled a real one, yeah that's your loss bitch
Baby, yeah you're gone, gone
Yeah, you're long gone
go wow
One of the greatest that’s how i wanna go down
Bigger and better things ,that im on now
Always settled for less this time I want more now
Wanna
[Layzie Bone]
Now I sound so raw, cos I'm down by law,
Trying to play me cos I'm rapping I will break yo jaw,
Catch a nigga in these streets
Listen
My rhyming skill tears the flesh like a tyrannosaurus
Is that the best lyric you're spitting and performing for us
Your verses are shite, with
accepted being called negro. Therefore, in honor of the many who have gone before us and their spirit that continues to live inside of us, I have titled this
Told me to chill
Told em I'd kill
Now we gone see who got stronger of wills
You poppin pills
I'm popping bills
Wrist is so icy I like how that feels
that voodoo doll
I'm very sorry, baby, it don't look like me at all
I'm standing by the window, where the light is strong
And they don't let a woman
that voodoo doll
I'm very sorry, baby, doesn't look like me at all
I'm standing by the window where the light is strong
Ah they don't let a woman kill
Rodeo
Written By: Jessica Clarke
Intro:
Pretty brown, brown drivin me wild
Dada da dada da dada da da
Pretty brown, brown drivin me wild
Dada da
You ain't never had a bad bitch (Never)
I can tell you never had a girl that had a bag in
Want it she go grab it
Boy don't blow you're up tryna
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