Bombs away Well I guess I'm back in love again And around we go This will bring me ruin, but I s'pose it's pleasin I've changed the eyes I gaze in But
the facial turn into a human tornado, yes I'm able, cut up the gonga, I'm Philly label blunt sponsered, blaze mo than a Grateful Dead concert, Smoke
he was penniless. Maybe in the morning, as the politician sipped breakfast tea, She lay cold and dead before the empty grate. Every year thousand of
niggas, feel it to the numb Japanese thread, flavor to these bums Consider me the savior, look what the lord gave ya My celebrated presence, like the return of Grateful
jack rappers tryna clap at me I got these corny wanna be diss song kings on the radio Talkin' bout how they gon' spray and take me away But I'm the true
new jack rappers tryna clap at me I got these corny wanna be diss song kings on the radio Talkin' bout how they gon' spray and take me away But I'm the
of cold and he was penniless. Maybe in the morning, as the politician sipped breakfast tea, She lay cold and dead before the empty grate. Every year
rappers tryna clap at me I got these corny wanna be diss song kings on the radio Talkin' bout how they gon' spray and take me away But I'm the true living
dying of cold and he was penniless. Maybe in the morning, as the politician sipped breakfast tea, She lay cold and dead before the empty grate. Every
