when you're in denial You're breaking What you want What you got You know you're breaking You're breaking What you want What you got You know you're breaking
you ladies out there. A lot of you won't grow up to be lawyers or doctors, but you have a dream. And I think you should follow your dream. When you
Presidents, throw up the hands, blood on my Timbs Modern lights got your frame bent Myalansky, fantasy, crash route, the certified member Ask permission before you kill 'em, you're
Momma Crying' Sobbin' and grievin', you was at odds, With them kids, till they made it even Let down your guard, yes you did Now you barely breathin
your bald head, that's right I got you on Kodak, your pictures are goin' out to Black Tail, you're gonna be a star, yeah I heard you quit rap, your
, break your mother's heart Red light, green light, black Suicide e-mail do not delete Plug it back in the jack Start to be, what they want you to be And you
of y'all gon' drop If you're quick on the draw you're gon' see the morgue but if you're too slow I catch you on the downlow (Oh no) Oh no, you mean The
405 She'll take you higher than Humbolt sky She's an earthquake and you're the fault line So when you feel the ground, start moving around Hold on tight, you're
Another Belgrade sunset leaving town Another refugee Macedonia bound And the bombs still fall tearing the city down And I want to beat you all black
you're quick on the draw you're gon' see the morgue But if you're too slow, I catch you on the downlow Oh no, you mean The Kid, shit's real I ain't no
of the question and it's starting from today I don't care if you say you want to catch the moon You're gonna get an education or you're on your own Well
you but I'm laughing when you crawl Was blind to ya, I watched you fall And I watched you --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Pollyanne Here we go again same old argument You're calling me Miss Pollyanne You
Something for the streets, for all my thugs and freaks yeah, yeah You, oooo, you You better get up of your From a hooter, Alcatraz Ain't no tellin where you
Something for the streets, for all my thugs and freaks yeah, yeah You, oooo, you You better get up of your... From a hooter, Alcatraz Ain't no tellin where you
new year party. JOE Last year it got out of hand. ARTIE Guaranteed bad behavior. JOE See you then. BETTY Don't give up, you're too good. (SHE begins
what you wanna do we make shit move like pounds and keys ain't nobody who could fuck with west coast jeans (what you tell him homie what you tell him
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