Lyrics:
feet
To take me safe and sound
He's ridden o'er the high, high hills
And he's down the dewy den
And the noise that was in the Clyde water
Would
All sixteen soloists: How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank!
Here will we sit and let the sounds of music
Creep in our ears: soft stillness
According to a recent tweet by Iggy Azalea
"Diss songs shouldn't be filled with
Celebrity name drops to pad out lazy bars"
I beg to differ
Rihanna
Sound: music from Caruso’s First Sound Gramophone recording; April 1902 plays
(link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3TjEoAXzJ9E) instrumental up until -
Let the hard times go by and the sun rise
When I'm flying high (High)
Feeling like young William Wallace (Wallace)
Ain't no novice, gotta keep it
Who was ate by a lion it's told
So I left little William by the tigers' pavilion
And round to the monkeys I strolled
There was one great big monkey who
Theories are nearly insane, bleary
? surely by years of the same gears
It's weird to the same ears whose careers
Is to aim spears at the gears in
still hear the soft southern winds in the live oak trees
And those Williams boys they still mean a lot to me Hank and Tennessee
I guess we're all gonna
can still hear the soft Southern winds in the live oak trees
And those Williams boys they still mean a lot to me
Hank and Tennessee
I guess we're all
SUFFOLK MIRACLE
or SWEET WILLIAM'S GHOST (2)
It's of an old and wealthy man
He had a daughter and her name was Ann
She were handsome, fine and tall
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who
party in pyramids
With Saul Williams while reading the Manu scripts
Of Alex Haley
Inspired by the diary of Nat Turner
Because the life of Anne Frank was
Written by: Dèja D. Williams
Produced by: Thomas Craiger, Shahid Elamin, Dèja D. Williams
Load up the truck if you coming with me,
We bout
bars and they way too creative
I'm a smart but i'm a reckless kid
Loved by many, hated by less
With bro's and dargs hope u don't get bit
Don't follow
mother's side, I am the grandson of William Bullock and Mary “Mamie” Elizabeth Thomas. I don't have the full lineage on my Father's Mack side, but I'm
was a little boy
By listening to sounds of music as a baby
And listening to a reecord player
You would pick up the sound and repeat what you hear
feet
To take me safe and sound
He's ridden o'er the high, high hills
And he's down the dewy den
And the noise that was in the Clyde water
Would
I never made it to my Great Uncle's funeral
I was too far away but I chose the song
One by Buddy Williams that ends in a yodel
Like my uncle used
pain's been felt
My hand's been dealt but it was a missed deal
And words won't express the way a man William feel
I came up with them thugs, I grew up in
Dogg]
Roll up a fat one and pass it around
Lay back hypnotized by The Neptunes sound
My peoples always see me and they think I'm on point
So they roll me
Roll up a fat one and pass it around
Lay back hypnotized by The Neptunes sound
My peoples always see me and they think I'm on point
So they roll me
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