Will the hardest man please stand? The homie stood right up Saggin' pants, gat in hand The nigga was a nut Looney low key, O.G. Been bangin' from the
enemies worse than Kennedy's assassination But that's not my style I just got buckwild so I could prove I could versatile Styles go on and on A.G. is
Every time I'm walkin' down the street Some pretty mama start breakin' down with me Stop breakin' down Please, stop breakin' down Stuff I got to bust
[Mr. Shadow (talking)] Oh yeah Mr. Shadow up in this bitch once again Introducing' my homeboy Young Siccness Chillin' in the studio with my man Vicious
An' on the seven seas, there was a phantom ship a comin' Shinin' on the dead of night, I heard the crew a hummin' Tunes that sounded like the Rolling
Well last night I was drinking up and tripping too Hanging out in every bar in the same old city street Well fucking around with sluts and whores is nothing
Everyone here's in trouble The man with the megaphone Smoke and mirrors and crystal balls and red alerts and all because Of the king who hides behind
Powder grinding mouthful Pull the day from the nocturn Sonmiloquist is the nightmare's song "In the multiplied objects of the external world I had no
when I'm chillin like this That's when I'm ballin wit my crooks feelin tipsy and shit I'm comin dizzy wit hits, and cant nobody fade tha g's I'm as witable
Time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade Born sinner, the opposite of a winner Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner Peace to Ron G
' it through E-Z And the beach and the bottle where I'm found Fuckin' around with the muthafuckin' Dogg Pound Fuck it, Warren's goin' wild The G Funk Era and the muthafuckin' G
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Ich hasse C-Dur, F-Dur, G-Moll, und auch von Dis habe ich die Schnauze voll. Alle Akkorde, die graden und die schragen; Akzente, Crescendi und Haltebogen
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Everyone here's in trouble Man with the megaphone It's smoke and mirrors And crystal balls And red alerts all because The king who hides behind the pawns
Listen up You've wasted your time and wasting mine failing to be somebody you want to be forgotten, cut like the rest? Or do you want to stand up and
On the seven seas there was aphantom ship acoming, Shinin' in the dead of night, I heard the crew a hummin' Tunes that sounded like the Rolling Stones
kickin it through E-Z and the beach and the bottle where I'm found fuckin around with the muthafuckin Dogg Pound fuck it, Warren's goin wild the G Funk Era and the muthafuckin G