Lyrics:
for the stars
I was raised by the truth
I was meant for the highs but why the lows come in twos
Got a great sense of pride, I think I win if I lose
And he is often depicted as a warrior or defender of God's people
Michael is first mentioned in the book of Daniel
where he is described as one
John Lennon, Michael Jackson, Janice Joplin, Jimmy Hendrix
When I die, I just wanna be a legend
White roses on my headstone and my name in golden
me back to London
Bass high, middle night, ceilin' low (ceilin' low)
Sweat brow drippin' down, when in Rome (when in Rome)
No town does it quite
Michael, back to life
I mack on every chick that I'm passin' by
Because I'm pimped out and don't ask me why
(duh) ridin' around iced-out in bling
And I get
You gotta stand up and demand your rights to be free
Oh to be free yea
So when you're all alone in the middle of the night
And you're feelin like you
[Trae]
I find myself in a daze, sitting watching time fly on by
I tried to catch a grip, but somehow we keep moving on by
We came a long way, from
[Trae]
I find myself in a daze, sitting watching time fly on by
I tried to catch a grip, but somehow we keep moving on by
We came a long way, from
Parody of Sold: The Grundy County Auction by John Michael Montgomery (R. Fagan/R.Royer), Of Music (ASCAP)/RobbRoy West Music (BMI)
New Lyrics
Plantin potatoes and yams
Who are these people who come to my land
What gives ‘em a right for my shit to demand
Pre-chorus
Snakes in the treese snakes in
Once upon a time
Not so long ago
People used to stand and stare
At the spider with the platinum hair
They thought you were immortal
We had our
swayed
Drinkin Bey's lemonade, one of Nicki's barbies
Caught up in the hype, middle of the beef
Wit a cup of tea, Kermit, miss piggies, g.o.s.s.i.p
All
Rihanna said you gotta work
Not by merking people or getting money to twerk
Yea I'm working like a clerk
I got this flow like I am going like Uzi Vert
On my
wise up
The news is not pretty
And so is the coast
It's really just...you know
The stools at the beach and the rule in the street
By the chiefs in
or left there’s no one in the middle
Only right or false
Ferocious People
Only right or left there’s no one in the middle
Only right or false
Ferocious
In the middle of the night
Good things must die
In the middle of the night
All things must die
In the middle of the night
Good things must die
In
Some people say Jesus that's the ace in the hole
But I never met the man so I don't really know
Maybe some Christmas if I'm sick and alone
He will
nation
Blinded by all this racist, shit that they cover-up
Middle fingers to politics
Suck my dick, and drown in my cum
Don’t it taste just like victory?
the cheques and face the facts
That some producer with computers fixes all my sh*tty tracks
I'm p*ssed off but I'm too polite
When people break in
mutilated like cannibal over serpent rattles
I'm seeing shadows and bodies swingin' from gallows
As I'm sitting in a circle surrounded by seven candles
My
hit someone who's
Guilty we're the people who sit back
And tolerate children owning guns
And we're the ones who tune
In and watch the up-to-the-minute
Michael Bublé
Christmas time is wonderful
Keine Traurigkeit und Verfall
But there's a special magic in seeing a tragic
Middle aged man lose his shit
the size of Clifford you're a Little puppy
I'm Omarion
Bet she wanna touch me
Touch
Middle finger to the president and all the racist people that
Once upon a time
Not so long ago
People used to stand and stare
At the spider with the platinum hair
They thought you were immortal
We had our
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