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Amen Bring Me The Heads

Bring me the head of Roman Polanski Bring me the legs of Fred Astaire We come from a place called heaven That you made hell, that you can sell We set

agg'd That day, the dead were more alive than me You bring me down crying, don't come trying to cry to me Can't nobody feel me, unless they been down

World Is Yours" by Nas {Chamillionaire}] Presidents to represent me (get money!) I'm out for presidents to represent me (get money!) I'm out for presidents to represent me

move out or get a new house, it's like livin in a war walkin through shootouts And you doubt God exists, when hard fists be poundin on your head like

about that, okay? Can umm, two people come over and help her lift it up off her head? Oooh you got a, bald head Now the last chapter, alright, can you

we remain His mahogany complexion called me, ring-ing in my head Beckoning me to come closer Until it almost drove me mad I let him buy me a drink and rescue me

so they could bring me up to the young rapper that everybody?s ringing up, Got em looking for a sprinkle of that pixie dust mad thoughts in my head when

globe, Can a nigga git a (Amen) Poppin dat pussy like a turbo clone, in a zone wit just a thong, Can a nigga git a (Amen) I never thought a, Miss

, never I'm here to proceed you with a ghetto prophet So by killin me still fulfill your empty pockets Could money bring you pain as well as money could bring