successfully today two hundred billion dollar sponsoring contracts guarantee best quality telecast will be on 24 hours a day on ENTV's network 3 I had a frightening dream
all my late-night friends, I drink to your health. And tony little, america's personal trainer, please kill yourself. Now I've sold a few things myself in my
'd be straight back on my travels Burning rubber over gravel 'til we see the English Channel [Chorus] [Devlin Verse 3] As the carriage pulls away, I pull my
up, now everybody just Chorus Verse 3: Petey Pablo Hey, hey, hey, hey! Me met a bitch of my dreams, corn jack Come on, liquor inside my head like that
the story goes 85% believing all the videos God knows, who controls the radios Some people chose the road to be hoes And so I rose in the middle of all
a couple of days so I'm here lying on my bed, until I fade I flick the channels one to one, I flick them through again and all the time I'm dreaming
eye of the tiger like SURVIVOR You seen it all before I just inherit the title emcee Now it's me your new AMERICAN IDOL Without all of the bull or me
you For all y'all [Verse 3: The Game + sample repeats: "Wouldn't get far, far, far, far" and "For you baby, I'd find you"] I done have my share of bitches
'ma fuck 'til I break off chunks Break off a big chunk of skunk and take off with a blunt Hit the studio, sometimes I work all day Still change my voicebox oil every 3
be straight back on my travels Burning rubber over gravel 'til we see the English Channel [Chorus] [Verse 3: Devlin] As the carriage pulls away, I pull my
knot Man, I promised you don't know the half Every picture of my family from the last hundred years I was in the photograph I enjoyed all the trauma that my
not goin get it man, Gotta come better than this My head is killing me mayne AAHHH! [Verse 1:] Gazing at this blank page channeling my deep cerebral phase My
face the lesson incarceration my topic locks through space compression planets in a microscopic box the dream controla reach in my thoughts and grab
Yeah (To da break of dawn) All my sex involved As we get funky Rhymes so bizarre Everybody knows When it come to a situation like this Little more effects
story goes 85% believing all the videos God knows / who controls the radios Some people chose the road to be hoes And so i rose / in the middle of all
gold 8: 'Don't be late' is for my niggas paper-chasin Got Nines for trick niggas in the game player-hatin 10's is for my niggas locked down in the pen And my