Lyrics:
marry Tom that's Tom Tom
If belle turn you for round about you go de turn turn
Run come make we boil corn for this junction
Ku iri yor kpo, wa k'anor
treasures, this ain't songs, dawg, these maps
Be fast, and you just join the scenery, slick that
Drive slow, just enjoy the scenery instead (shit, real shit)
I'm not going to sit here and watch this go on any longer
You know they put my food in the dark
And then expect me to look for my plate on some Mr.
have the headphones on
You, you
This song is called
This song is called Bacon Skin, hit me
It's dedicated to my first wife
Her name is, oh
two hundred grand on the houses
At any time I could move up out this
And go and cop some shit up in the moutains
Aiyo, aiyo, you know ya boy stay
Yeah I’m bored in the house and I’m in the house bored
Friends sending texts but I just gone ignore em
Quarantine and chill, maybe we should do this
speaking in code
It cheapest the cost
To reveal the plot
He can't be bought
So turn off my songs
And leave me to rot
It frees me to haunt
This house like
HELL THEATER - SLAUGHTER IN THE HOUSE OF THE WITCH
The owls and wolves howl in the night their agony's song
From the house of the witch litanies
black child
Raised by another black mother
If you point that out, you're an Uncle Tom
When you a black conservative
What type of words you get?
House
their hearts
To get their lives together
So, they checked into a halfway house
So, they can get clean and better
This song, it's not a woe is me
It's
a way out the city
House on the hills or a house in the ocean
Pound by the pound on a quarter million yacht
Know that we loaded
This our time, ain't think
shotty blow
Fine pot of gold
Found by the stove
Red yellow go
Dread let em know
Bread feta dough
Make cheddar slow
Spread lettuce go
Incredible YO!
This is
This is all
Mind body soul
9 shotty blow
Fine pot of gold
Found by the stove
Red yellow go
Dread let em know
Bread feta dough
Make cheddar slow
Spread
don't
Just listen to this song
And know that you're not alone
When your house is not a home
And you feel like you don't belong
'Cause all of the love is
this little café next to the venue.
Tom kept calling me the sexiest man in Paris in front of you, and I thought it was a very cool move from him.
When we
cars by the date
So fuck what you heard, I'm the man girlfriend
Pullin' up in racecars, this nigga just got a Benz
He on 106 New Joint, I'm on MTV Big
wide
Always return
The house is inside
Pages turn over and over
Days going one by one
Pages turn over and over
Days going one by one
The view
the stance is for cougars
The dance is for movement, this song is for a tiny house
This what the people about
Say it loud, justice right now
A tiny house
fail
He won't fail
I have a testimony
I have a story to sing
This is my story, this is my song
I have a testimony
Can I sing my testimony?
Rain came,
My vicious rhyme I call my masterpiece
And now people in the house this is just for you
A little rap to make you boogaloo
Now the group ya hear is
I've been sippin' I think I need another one
I've been sippin' I think I need another one yeah
We do this every night
I leave the house time from
everything's and get the song by mind
I'm crazy now
You're gone on some days in downtown, it gets so right
Still get my heartache, yeah
That's on, can't
the resident from Homicide Housing
Known for drug dealing, stack thousands
Four hundred grand in the couches, two hundred grand on the houses
At any time I
anymore
I only want to hear love songs
I found my heart up in this place tonight
Don't want to sing mad songs anymore
Only want to sing your song
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