Lyrics:
would have no song
Hey, Mr. Melody, you got me hummin' to your crazy beat
The more I hear it the more I like it
You really made a hit with me
Mr
BEDEMIR: My liege!
ARTHUR: Good Sir knight, will you come with me to Camelot,
and join us at the Round Table?
BEDEMIR: My liege! I would be honored.
Here, have a dollar
In fact, no brotherman here, have two
Two dollars means a snack for me
But it means a big deal to you
Be strong, serve God
Here, have a dollar
In fact, no brotherman here, have two
Two dollars means a snack for me
But it means a big deal to you
Be strong, serve God
Kaput, I'm done with this life intercepted by my lights
That turn despite I don't want to breath
If I could wipe I would be gone and leave this clean slate
Mr America
I'm just an immigrant Nigger
Living a life in the city
Tryna get by with my pennies
Survival is a must
A job is a plus
If they hiring us
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
. Lovett’s meat pies,
Savory and sweet pies,
As you’ll see.
You who eat pies,
Mrs. Lovett’s meat pies
Conjure up the treat pies
Used to be!
Mrs. Lovett:
Nice
leaving town
I need to tell her she´s got a big place in my heart
Mrs Daniels do you know I´m breaking apart
Mrs Daniels do you know she left with a piece
let's take it slower
But yet you moving closer
So keep it up I'll leave you nat with kniee op jou skouers
Ek is met Mr Cee
Julle lis vir Mr Cee
Alles wat
that kid with the pump shot gun?
Bust your gums, leave your whole shit numb
Hmm, now what's this? Smell like fish
Mr. Big Mouth, the gat be trout
You
what Simon said
Spewing all type of shit
I'm sinning
Taken more deep breaths than I've given
Yeah I'm busy now
I'll get with you in a minute
It's Mr
. Wendal a man, a human in flesh, but not by law.
I feed you dignity to stand with pride realize that all in all you stand tall.
Go ahead Mr. Wendal, Mr
callin' me Mr. Bill Collector
Needin' me money, no ease up tonight
And if them runnin' off with me cash
That ass gonna have to pay the price
Don't be fuckin
another addict
Who was at it like an asthmatic trapped in an attic
Sucking on an asthma punt
Though you never know by looking at him that's the cunt
the other nigga
Let my demeanor be the meaning, got you screamin'
While you leanin', now you fiendin', while you dreamin'
To have a big car, rap star
would have no song
Hey, Mr. Melody, you got me hummin' to your crazy beat
The more I hear it the more I like it
You really made a hit with me
Mr
for you all my life"
Mr. "Every single day until the end, I will be by your side"
But that was when I got to know Mr. "Change of heart"
Mr. "Leaves
. Pyrex, Mr. Pyrex (working)
One point seven in the bag, that's for certain (for certain)
Mr. Pyrex, Mr. Pyrex (working)
You niggas know I've done it,
words Big 'Orra! Ah! Now, however you want
to pronounce it, "BIG ORRA" or "big orra", you know, Losfer Words will do. That little lot was released
2nd
Don't test me
Don't test me
Don't test me
Mr patch mr patch
With the mac the gat
Nah shoot none a dem
Even though them a enemy
Could never be my
back up to this soldier boy and I said
"Soldier boy, is he, is Mr Garfield?" and he said, "Yeah, he's gone"
Gonna lay him by that cold lonesome branch
While your motherfuckin' troops keep killin' our kids, dig
Don't be surprised if you see us
Dumpin' with nuttin but artillery to free us, motherfucker
pimp Mr. Glock
Now glock had many bitches, he sold pussy by the pound
And bitches jocked his trigga every time he came around
Big baller, big game
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