Took your cheap shots and now I've had enough. Life's a bitch boy when times are tough. It's best to burn out and worse to fade. I'm gonna punch the clock out with all dues paid.
Oh, freedom rings, and the press keeps bringing the news.. Black clouds hang over us keep us fucking singing the blues.. Texas tea means nothing to me..
Hot damn, now that duke got his man. well it's safe to say his mind is at ease.. All told, he sold out the old. and smiled and said the public agrees..
1. YOUNG, DUMB AND HELPLESS - IN THE STATES. YOU SAY YOU AIN'T GOT NO MONEY - I CAN RELATE. I LOST MY JOB AND MY HOUSE AND MY - PIECE OF MIND. WE'RE IN THE DEEPEST DEPRESSION OF - MODERN TIME.
There are no words that one can say. To justify oneself of existing conditions today. The race is on and yet the stakes are fucking high. So we gather all we can.
feel as strong as an ox. . the psilocybin was laced with dust. . suicidal's on the box. . and kids are goin' fuckin nuts. . starin at the face of death.
Every living thing. will bow down at his feet.. And every enemy. will suffer their defeat.. Our deliverer has come.. . This is war.. Our history has led us here..
Higher than you ever been in yo motherfuckin life nigga. Without even tryin. . Uh, the game got a grip, never slip. Could tell by the way I got my hands on it.
Before you go walk out on me. Take a look around tell me what you see. Here I stand like an open book. Is there something here you might have overlooked.
It's okay you don't have to say. What I think I already know. It's very clear that something's changed. That neither of us can ignore. . There's something a little sweeter.
Free Nelson Mandela. Free, free, free, free, free Nelson Mandela. . Free Nelson Mandela. 21 years in captivity. Shoes too small to fit his feet. His body abused but his mind is still free.
Yeah yeah. Oh. Mm yeah. . Look at all the mistakes I made before. I've fallen short and done so much more. But now I realize. How I'm nothing without you on my side.
I hear the train a comin', rollin' 'round the bend. And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when. Stuck at Folsom Prison, time keep draggin' on.
I'm wakin up in the mornin, with problems on my mind. Motherfuck the education and drug rebilitation. I'm smokin on that weed and the green is gettin tasty.
"World... world... world... world...". . Whattup? Aight?. Whattup whattup whattup niggy?. . It's the world's famous (M.O.P.) Firing Squad. (Is Home Team in the motherfuckin' house?) No question!.
It was just one of those things. Just one of those crazy flings. One of those bells that now and then rings. Just one of those things. . It was just one of those nights.
Flash Light. Now, I lay me down to sleep. Ooh, I just can't find a beat. Flash light (ohh, I will never dance!). Flash light. Flash light. Flash light.
Tear drops fell on mama's note. When I read the things she wrote. She said, we miss you girl. We love you come on home. Well I didn't have to pack. I had it all right on my back.
Guten Morgen, Juice, Peter Fox aus Berlin hier, ohne Seeed dafür mit K.i.Z. Feature, 40,2 Grad, 6 Uhr früh, irgendwie komisch, Fieber heißt der Song!rt bin, ich hab Fieber, lieg auf'm Rücken, ich brauch Waffen für 'n Krieg gegen Mücken, ich.
If I had wings like Noah's dove. I'd fly up the river to the one I love. Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well. . If I met your man, who was long and tall.