t ditch 'em 'cause they already saw me I'll put my head down, maybe they'll ignore me No chance "Ice what's goin' on?" I listened to twenty-five songs
baggage, it's tragic, some Vietnam shit Flat-lining all you cats up in a long wiz Out-of-towners, proper heavenly father, you know the song, bitch Thug
like with a bad bitch trying to get a ring in the prom (prom prom prom) My swaggers is nice, ward is bond She might not know my name but she know my song
and ever I don't wanna love no more, spare me You can have my heart its only dead beat I'm sick of the love songs and the bullshit When reality bites
to forget about it and just stand strong But if everythang was cool I wouldn't write this damn song Fuck the world Look, I don't curse but in this verse
every morning And walk to the liquor store or coffee store shop on the Mersa wats worser? Its no verse that would reverse the- In print or in cursive They curse
mother why my mother warned me said 'you might be lucky but know nothing comes for free' she is right - entirely cos the ticket paid the song that
(Robbie:) "We are gonna try a song we never played before... uh, we put together kinda for the occasion. Its called 'The Last Waltz.'" (Rick:) She stands
(Dolly Parton) Eve you wicked woman, you done put your curse on me Why didn't you just leave that apple hangin' in the tree You make us hate our husbands
And the wise men say, "I don't want to hear your voice" And the thin men say, "I don't want to hear your voice" And they're cursing me, and they won't
hangman's rope Pulls me one way or the other A final curse Abandoned hearse We ride disowned Corroded to the bone A bird of song Is heard no longer
Ifeel ya kid Bein me is like a gift an a curse Because even though im the best They wish me the worst They be judging on my records without listenin first but my song
grow Nor thorns infest the ground He comes to make His blessings flow Far as the curse is found Far as the curse is found Far as the curse is found
the singing guitar I found the rewards weren't half what I hoped for And meanwhile, we all feigned hope and nerve As her parents went on and lied to
7th song Regime, you can't get in the battle zone (Chorus) (Bizzy) I see no black queen, nigga searched it Then your other boys cursed the term
flaunt it I'm a drop the top and lock the locks And cock the Glock, it'll make you want it Come get it, and while you're rapping on your song Just remember
the hot bitches? Dear God, me too, I like the hot bitches I'll be the underdog, all along till I'm gone I will live through this song I'll be strong
last thing you remember won't Be about some apple bottom jeans with the boots with the fur Baby how I dream of being free since my birth Cursed but the