Lyrics:
lucky, indespically lucky, debauched!
Oooooh, you've got your hands on Running Free, Sanctuary,Murders in the Mooo Rooooga... oah, The Rue
Morgue, all
got a canker sore
I had this cynicism before I met you
It still reappears from time to time
You've made me more gentle and more patient
But on my death
brazy, but that jazz got me calmer
Three strokes on your bitch, think I'm Arnold Palmer
And your mommy up and down on me just like a teeter-totter
Big
don't want the crust
Take it I get it coming in flavors
I got more bitches than Mindless behavior
You was a hoe but I'm not gonna save ya
You Calling
to anticipate carnage,
Your attitude sticks like an arm pit,
I've got bars harder then Arnolds arm is,
And no man has gone red at me yet, so I'd say I'm
wanna get hit
But do what you gotta do if you got to
Do what you need to do
Do what you wanna do
If it seems right
It seems nice
It seems like
Midnight
(Drop the fucking album!)
(Bro, you've been talking about this album for months, when are you going to drop it?)
(Seriously, si-six, seven months
You've got me
You've got me
Down to my toes, and
You don't understand it
You don't know, that
You've got me
You've got me
Down to my toes
You'll
on the grind it's what I do
If you can't respect it then check it listen to other tunes
I'm over here makin' magic like my name was Harry Potter
Tryna get up
(Harry got the hot sauce, Jgladmusic)
Sippin' tea in the evening
In my mind I'm hearing your name
Tu m’rends fou without reasoning
And trust me it
the role and the whole crew will act up
Get up, stand up, come on!
Come on, throw your hands up
If you've got the feeling jump across the ceiling
Muggs
I'll let it go you're mad
You've got another thing comin'
You've got another thing comin'
You've got another thing comin'
In this world we're
For far too long I've been imprisoned in the dark
Held by the fear that stills the hands and cools the heart
I can feel it even now
Feel it grip
the core of her iris
He said his name, 'Harry'
And never in his life had he felt so happy
They got talking
Free bar. Exhausting decorum
He drank until
THE HEADLINE TOURS,
(TAKE THIS GAME BY STORM).
I KEEP A SWEET ONE, SWEET SUGAR
LIKE SHE HARIBO
BRO MADE A KILLING OFF HIS HARRY PHONE,
WE LOCKED IN FOR LIFE,
Thank you, ladies and gentlemen
I sure hope you've enjoyed our new album here on CBS Records
We'd like to thank Mr. Harvey Fuqua, Mr. Gordon banks
Harry, you've always
Got the music
People talk a lot
They don't know me
But they know my name
And only you can say it right
Just say it over
new tricks!
With the newfound knowledge of Smog and learning why it forms in the city and its impact on the environment. Lucky followed Arnold who was
Oh, no
No, no
No, no
No, no
No, no
I was getting to feel
All the way (by the way you comb your hair)
Keepin' it real
"Give your all", you
yeah
This is my way
Cuz I’m blowing up like c4
Press the button you’ve never seen this before
Goin all the way 'cuz I’m winning by default
Full
Thank you, ladies and gentlemen
I sure hope you've enjoyed our new album here on CBS Records
We'd like to thank Mr. Harvey Fuqua, Mr. Gordon banks
got subtract
Our fight is not against human beings, trust Jesus, not a strap
Not cool to say that you is a demon, by demons, you is trapped
No longer
to suffer
ou've never known joy if you've never had to suffer
Verse 3:
See, I'm not a trapper, I'm just a boom bopper
Like it or don't keep it stepping like
very special
You do something to me
It's a feeling I never felt
You've got it all
You got it all it all
You've got (You've got)
You've got it all ( Got
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