laughter at thee. Ha ha hee hee hee. Hit men. Thats an order. To avoid a job with the assholes, to amass ad time for the superbowl, to avoid a job with
pinewood [Chorus:] Cream on the inside, clean on the outside [x3] Ice cream paint job [x2] Cream on the inside, clean on the outside [x3] Ice cream paint job
last too long Before it all goes wrong Got what you asked for, which is not the same as getting what you want! Music is art. So go get a job (Thanks
So I've always been avoided You say you want something new as well And only time will tell if we will be together And waking up with you inside my head
Traduzione: Irving Berlin. Becky ha trovato lavoro in uno spettacolo musicale (6 giugno 1912).
how good we've got it You've got it bad, you know how bad we've got it I wouldn't swap it for a job in Starbucks Wouldn't swap it for a job in Starbucks
try'na get this cake My hood didn't breed no chimpanzee my hood breeded a ape Sinister mob music, excruciation throb Two Turks and four east in the trunk, doin his fuckin' job
leave me for dead you comin with me Gettin head in the Bentley red at one fifty (aah!) Straight lose it, love two things my money my music Might co-write
for dead you coming with me Get head in the Bentley red at one fifty Straight lose it, love two things my money my music Might co-write and produce it
(feat. Chris Ward, Kyle, Poppy) [talking] Yeah, this one here, is for my go getters This guerilla music, go get your scrilla music [Hook] This ain'
Prolific Flow might blow, listen Get Zooted, banging that dope music My mind is set This year niggas better step it up I get the job done way before the
make that bread not a contriet dude, or of with ya head yo, 1st Infantry and fed we gonna give you that gangsta music that hurts your ears but the fear
Huh [VERSE 1] A revolution of mass confusion, brothers killin each other Robbin their mother, father, sister and brother They don't wanna get a job
A whole lotta pressure is on my shoulders My soul is with all my niggaz I roll with; so know this Cut the bullshit, take it back to the music use it right
(Music: M. Karlsson, Lyrics: J. Lundholm) Step out of the light and into the blue The day is since long gone Do you sleep at your job C?mon join
