dross What they don't break gets bent.... John. All right Jill sitting on the fence. All right Jill sitting on the fence. All right Jill sitting on the fence. All
: so you're putting courage, also, into the world? John: we hope so. Yoko: I hope so. John: okay. Stay in bed! John: look there's a fly flitting around
will remain, cause [Chorus] [Freaky Tah] This job, shove it out quick Nuttin come easy in this world full of shit Used to put me down, to hustle with my man Little
know the Father if you wanna know here's the deal You must become a little child if you wanna know that God is real Oh let me show you John 3:3 yeah
John 3:3 It shows the whole world how they need born again to be free I'm singin' you little girls and boys spoofs All you do is ignore me Though I have
that final ride Chorus (2x) R.i.p. 2pac, nigga, eazy-e, segram, mr. c And my little brother kevin Miller, and all y'all tru niggaz and bitches That
RAB, ACTION, BIG DEAL When you're a Jet, You're the swingin'est thing: Little boy, you're a man; Little man, you're a king! ALL The Jets are in
And though your heart is out of reach I know that this world will make you colder So you're escaping down the road Into an outlaw world that only you
-I-Z-K-I-T Y'all know the time Y'all know the rhyme It ain't easy bein greazy in a world full of cleanliness And, you know, all that other madness We
will you marry me? Willie Deadwilder and Rebecca They want to live a life I wish I had a million dollars So we could throw it all away I wish I had
response from all the revolutionaries in this piece? (yeah!!) What up, 'cause of the way we think they want to incarcerate us They think time will break
devil let go of his pickle And out come my girl, there was her titties Flop-floppin'...all around the world She said "i got me three beers and
think I'm John Gotti Hit niggaz in the head, with that all red Ferrari Like the black Liberace Diamonds cover Versace When The Game on, the whole world
no things are left Vibrations transcend space and time Pure at heart because I deal with the mind That's why I compose these verses Audible worlds,
ours somehow A little bit of fear, you know it goes a long way It's followed us around since we were little kids With just a little faith, well maybe
nobody Try to steal your fun 'Cause a little touch of lipstick Never hurt no one KAMILAH The future's got a million roads For you to choose But you'll walk a little
feast. chorus: There's plump little Polly, her name is Goldsworthy, There's John Coady's Kitty, and Mary Tibbo; There's Clara from Bruley, and young Martha Foley, But the nicest of all
died today Young pegi just died today And I guess nobody even knows the case But the way the story goes She just ran out of clothes No will this world