Lyrics:
dodging the debacles like pot holes in Jamaica
We cut down the weed bury the paper on them acres
Martin had a dream bob got high I still do both but somehow
this shit ain’t getting no better
Reaping all of what they sown
Barely make it on our own
Distracted by the phones man
I swear this shit ain’t getting no
want you to sleep well tonight
Let the world turn without you tonight
If we try
We'll get by
So forget all about us tonight
Apostles' Women
I got ninety nine problems and they all b****es
Wish I was Jigga man, carefree living
But I'm not Shawn or Martin Louie
I'm the Cleveland n****
Yo, it's taking a lot for me to give y'all all of me
For y'all to take it and run with it
And turn it into some shit that it's not
Yo, exceeded
very sad news for all of you
Could you lower those sings please?
Martin Luther King was shot and was killed tonight..
And I wanna show you how you all look like beautiful stars tonight
(beautiful stars tonight)
You've got the feeling
Oh you sounding good
I've got
That nigga that b-I-g, go hard every rhyme
Crowns all around I'm right after Martin Luther
No J R period senior cause bamboo is Antwone Junior
Dungeon
Martin Luther King had more than a dream
He was out for social change and that sort of a thing
Tried to lead us to freedom, but before it would
I ain't never sat the fuckin pine
Stay on the front line, it's all by de-sign
Nigga done the crizzime, ain't never dropped a dizzime
Everything is
I ain't never sat the fuckin pine
Stay on the front line, it's all by de-sign
Nigga done the crizzime, ain't never dropped a dizzime
Everything is
stock in a life to pay dividends
How much more evidence you need to believe
We're all heaven sent
One thing we all have in common
I know I'd cry for mama
lyric heavy, because that's how we wrote and played them.
Thom Fish 2003
The Songs (all written by Thom Fish and Martin Carolan)
Blue Skies (cre Only c
Martin Luther King and Jesus Christ by the brass
I'm so glad Josie decide not to have that abortion
And put me in a can or even take me to the ocean
Seen
battleground, you know what I mean? Make some noise
Ayy, ayy, ayy, y'all, come on
Y'all can go louder than that, now
Yeah, that's what I'm talkin', yo
I got
I'm Lesnar when it bout to pop off
Swing by that ringside, I'll superkick em with my socks off
Flair slap your hair back, then snatch ya arms like
to hear your prayers
Someone who's there
Oh, yeah!
Martin!
Ow!
Feeling unknown and you're all alone
Flesh and bone by the telephone
Lift up
And deliver, all things in number and weight
Searched to death, on how living things relate
Cause at a young age, I was molded in a religion I relied on
And got
against the ropes
Now I feel like Martin before the dream
Keep it road no I’m keepin’ it clean
There’s one thing I keep telling my team
Yeah we need to get
keeps getting worse
While we all stand by
Better tomorrow
Better tomorrow
We need more love
To take away the sorrow
We all need a brighter day
So
read it in the paper and moved on to other things
But for you all the colors fade to black
And oh, Monica, there you are, Monica
On the cross with Jesus
the studio
To be co-produced by George Martin and Jeff Lynne
And Ringo disappointed to find that no one
Needs him anymore except for the vibe
Because he's been
Martin you're my Gina
Baby you know that I need ya, yeah yeah
I'm so excited to be yours
Holdin' you close, holdin' you tight,
Cause I know by the end
to keep a level of sanity?
By my faith in God, by my faith in the game
And by my faith in "all good things come to those that stay true"
Right
You know what
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