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some dynamite A big box of matches he swallowed all serene And out he went and swallowed up a quarter paraffin He sat by the fireside, he didn't
Goin' hard on 'em though East coast let loose, my nephew, Papoose, he got the juice So watch the Impala as it swing by and be on the lookout For them
Sun-in on our hair by evening it would look like hell Orange, brittle - hey who cared as long as it still feathered well I'd be lost without my email still
Real Pimpish Feelin Real Pimpish Got Me Feelin Real Pimpish Big Wheels On The Ride Got Me Feelin Real Pimpish Peanut Butter All Inside Got Me Feelin Real
Straight out of Nashville, here's your next big star He don't write the songs he sings, but he knows the words by heart. Wears a cowboy hat,
man So proud. Mama's gone crazy 'cause her baby's shot down By some teenage car chase war out of bounds It was the wrong place wrong time wrong end
own untouched by you. WHAT WILL I DO? (Chorus) How long will it take to fade the old wounds? There is no fading from an empty room. Your spirit is still
as time goes by. I guess there are many broken hearts in Casablanca. You know l've never really been there so l don't know. I guess our love story
to find you But I've been looking for something for so long now But then when I look at you Something in that open honest grown-up smile Frightens me
Raindrops keep falling on my head And just like the guy whose feet are too big for his bed Nothin' seems to fit Those raindrops are falling on my
to my enemy And conquered by my memory so mother fucker Sit and act like there is ten of me Shut your mouth and pour a mother Fucking shot of Hennessy
pulling mussels Everyone was there to greet me When I stepped inside Newspapermen eating candy Had to be held down by big police Someday, everything is
uncredited (uh) I don't care how big I get, I still remain unedited I built this from the ground up, y'all just living it Long hair, don't care, I'm not
the fucking haters hate it Here comes the mighty ones they call whiteys This is cinematic but ain't Directed by Spike Lee It's La Coka, not 40 Acres And A Mule
though, dude I've been sippin' Bombay with A bird's eye view tryna kick it at thе crib With a long ass queue You remеmber all the days we Smoked outta old
skit's, skit's Big long 'chete, tryna fling it at melons If I stab kids, kids Then who the fuck did it on Terron I don't really diss, diss I didn't wanna
and you're not a big shot You probably picked locks, sold some weed in your mama's ziplocs Nigga kick rocks I'm known for sparring Pay in full or bury your
ain't sayin' its no type but you hear the exhaustion Fuck what you heard, I'm surrounded by bosses Got sticks and the clips, so you better be cautious
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