Lyrics:
for mistakes and depression
And with that being said, let me ask this question:
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
When shit hit the fan is
(One
of the true and livin' God, the beneficent, the merciful (hallelujah)
Thank you for bringin' me up the rough side of the mountain like Ertuğrul (Jesus)
Every
the Octagon
I spit the fire til it burn down Babylon
Take a piece of America back
You will learn
It's called truth
Death by suicide bomb, protestants,
the peas all mushed
And the chicken tastes like wood
So you try to play it off like you think you can
By saying that you're full
And then your friend
No blunts just joints for me
I don't really make noise
That's frequency
When I rap more potent than CBD
Live stream but I still got DVD
Need the beat
and casting spells
Stung by the spelling bee
And they says congratulations
You graduated
From slavery
To paid slavery
You actually made it!
Here! Take
it's hard to tell
Who really cares for me
So you when hear this song
You should say a prayer for me
I drift off on a cloud by myself
Thinking bout
Boyfriend or your girlfriend
Thank you
Friend or you best friend
Thank you
I went through tuff time
When I wish I had died
Thank you
For helping me
isn’t really a “tradition” at all, it’s the arbitrary minimum De Beers set for masculine respectability.
You might not think they make dicks that small,
Chewbacca
Fucking dope, like I just cooked a rocker
He's a malarka and I'm down to knock his fucking block off
So thank you Mr. Ron Cavanaugh
My friend's
I hope you’re fine and I wish you well
Keep faith ever true
I miss you dearly, who should I tell?
This song is for you
Thank you for being
Thanks
is much more fun
Thank you for the toilet paper
But your flag is meaningless to me
Look around, we're all people
Who needs countries anyway?
saying that you're full
And then your friend says "momma
He's just being polite
He ain't finished, uh uh, that's bull"
So your heart starts pumping and
You
Marley by my lone, I'm unknown
All these other niggas phony, imitating bunch of clones
Switch flows, switch blade
You lack everything ay
I just lack some
Bob Marley by my lone, I’m unknown, all these other niggas phony, imitating bunch of clones
Switch flows, switch blade
You lack everything ay
I just
truth
This is america
Fuck you america
Now back to our regular scheduled programming
Thank you have a nice day
with you
Thank you just for choosing me
That we should be
Being in love forever
And ever, ever
I stare and wonder at what I found
I just
sent it
Floyd’s account received $1 million
From an unknown source
Now double it for being an
Dickhead you got 10 seconds
We're not the kind of people
you're a part of it
I know without you by my side
That I would be different
Thank you for all of your trust
Thank you for not giving up
Thank you for
Put their own safety on the line everyday to show the world who they truly are (thank you)
I along with millions of others are fighting for their right
when this day dawned in America
His family would go to church to pray for his well-being
And his safe return
The young soldier reached into his bag
friends, the time has come to rise up!
You have been let down too many times
You have been exploited, humiliated and abused for too long
You have been
going to eat! You better hope you have a muzzle for me
Some days I'm feeling like a piece of shit
I’m just being real, I wish I knew how easy feels
Feel
a singer and start a singing group. I still remember the song she taught me for the audition.
You are the love of my life, being with you every day. It makes
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