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The regulations state that if your answers to these questions do not match those of your alleged father, William Wong, you will be denied entry
William Cullen Bryan said, "truth crushed to earth, would rise again"
And James Russell Lowell, made it more plain
That we would not be ruined
lady, i'll leave you hung by your
Labia from a flagpole exactly, on that note
I'm back in the AC with the gun low
Tucked so I won't Kyle Williams it,
me crazy but I don't know baby
You're thinking that it's me you're fooling
Where's the right in, all of our fighting?
Look at what you're doing
Where's
by buck
By only a single goin' gold?
Roc-A-Fella should fold, and you're left out in the cold
Is it back to charging motherfuckers 11 for an O?
now
John's in the afterlife, Bob's on desolation row
I'm conferring with the muse almost everywhere that I go
I say if you're mine and I thine
That's
up my mind
(Boy make up you mind)
And now, that you’re gone
My life is all wrong
I’m begging you baby to stay, please stay… I’m gonna…Whew
Chorus
it is
Now I'm young rich and heartless
Swear that you're killing me softly
Slowly fading shit was too much to cope with
Late nights got me sipping this
might have been psycho-somatic
You're not sure about God, after all
But you weren't trying at all that night
And you have a nagging sense
There might be
you're gonna miss me (oh, oh)
So how
Will you go on now?
Don't try to get back with me
Cause I'm moving on
Don't let yourself tell you
That your life is
have to love you
You're someone else's burden now and
You're someone else's strife
I'm glad I can still sleep
Knowing that you're not in my life
In my
I'm still growing up by myself
And mentally you're older than me and that shit doesn't help
'Cause if they see you with T, they'll think T needs some
me dead
Bitch I'm high got me dead gone
Mary Jane just gave me top now my head blown
Choppa roar yea that bitch go raw and have yo mans gone
Booga
to grab that ass
Had to laugh at stories about your ragged ass maxi pads
You silly bitch, she used to be a nerdy bitch
Now she's in the backyard fucking
Written by: Dèja D. Williams
Produced by: Gonzalez Erick , Shahid Elamin, Dèja D. Williams
Dèja
Said you done lived that life,
(Hey)
Tell me
that Lucinda Williams chick
Lucinda Williams ain't got nothin' on you now
I got something by wire, signed
Another Wayward Pickin' Chick
Dear Alicia, just
(come on)
Ain't no second thoughts and all your thoughts are from Orion
I can tell that you a Devil by them rhymes you're designin'
Your play doggin'
Honey evil laugh oh
Lcve is just a history that they may prove
And when you're gone
I'll tell them my rcligion's you
When Pontius comes to kill
can tell that I’m pimpin
Females gone stare with that grin I can dig it
Fellas gone hate I can feel all the tension
Can tell by my walk it ain’t shit
know if you can keep up with me
If you can keep up with me
You're living like you're crippled
By this fear i'm worried that you can't
Feel a fucking
invasion. As of eleven AM today, the president has declared the nation to be under Marshall law. Reports coming in now indicate that mass hysteria continues
was Giggsy's last chance
Paul Bodin's penalty miss
That 85 night was so tragic
But now the past is all gone
The future is ours to be won
You're
that ain't right
It's an early grave trade you making, best to get sprung
Before it gets too much worse and you're too lazy to fuck
Time to dump
Look, I just flipped a switch
(Flipped, flipped)
I don't know nobody else that's doin' this
Bodies start to drop, ayy (Hit the floor)
Now they wanna
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