Must be a rush for me
to see a lazy
A brain
Frightened faces to the wall
Oh, can't you hear your mama
(Hey! Get up! and dance to the music!
Get
Sometimes I'm right, I can be wrong.
My own beliefs are
How long Lord, my trials are takin'
How long Lord, them
Beat is getting stronger,
feel it getting stronger
Sound is getting
Just like a baby
Sometimes I cry
Just like a baby
I can
Shake that, shake that booty, le me go hey, hey
Well,
Who's the one who finally takes the pain
With you, with
My only weapon is my pen
and the frame of mind
Give a damn you all Oooh-ee
Oh, give a damn you
It's the way you sound
The reason that you know yeah
It's
I can say it more than once
'Cause I'm thinking twice
Lookin at the devil
Grinning at his gun
Fingers start shaking
I begin
Time for livin', time for givin'
No time for makin' up
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