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had much correct mention of my name, part the rap game or known form my fame, my long logs grow brilliant in the sun, by the end this day is gone, I know I'll be number one, ORLANDO! Like a red rose I am BLOOM COMANDO! Just like a bomb I shall boom, you know my na
universal had your presence splitting the archetype into a mask with your own features it was me who was erecting the statue of epidermic marbles in symbiotic catharsis to your majesty
pain in my heart just won't end The words that I find just don't seem to compare Awaiting my death in the end Alone, I must seek out the end to begin So nobody wants death 'Cause nobody wants life to end I'm the only one stressed I'm the only one tired of havi
sing glory to the patient cause my lyrics like emancipation My lyrical genius is true to the youth nation Motivation I'm sick of waiting supercali fragilistic expialidocious Cause I feel so amazing Thanks to Marco G. the tracks blazing Floating like I'm Mary Poppin's on the pavement
world can be a nasty place You know it, I know it, yeah We don't have to fall from grace Put down the weapons you fight with And kill 'em with kindness Kill 'em with kindness Kill 'em, kill 'em, kill 'em with kindness Kill 'em with kindness Kill 'e
start it from the bottom. Show you how to flip a dollar I got food in my dining room I´m better (3x) It´s another day, another chance. I wake up, I wanna dance So as long as I got my friends I´m better (3x) He say I´m hot, I´m fuego. Pull up on him in my v
Robot] The United States Army has issued a warning Three nuclear bombs have been launched from North Korea and will hit Orlando, Florida, Las Vegas, Nevada, and New York City, New York This will expire at 5 o'clock A.M. Eastern Standard Time Please get
the mic in my hand but can I make you understand That a-hole bands have a-hole fans? Bloodhound's the name and the Gang's to blame Like Chan n' Chin the Siamese twins it's one in the same So "Fame" ain't gonna live forever Never
I love New York like everyone And I go to Las Vegas to Chill I like Denver Colorado cause it's so laid back And Chicago keeps it real I only leave Dallas when I have to, but When I do I like Tulsa, OK And I ain't got nothing against California But I can't stand LA Well Orl
by Alejandro, Daniel, & Fabian Manzano Produced by Boyce Avenue Mixed by Austin Deptula at Rosewood Studios, Tyler, TX Mastered by Chris Athens at Sterling Sound, New York, NY Recorded at IBK Studios & RMP Studios, Orlando FL Engineered by Adam B
Intro] I wrote this shit at a f***ing laudromat 4 in the morning, shit was overpriced! I just came home from a meeting with Birdman My lights was off, back to reality I like the type of salary you gettin' When you servin' up the white the soft I'm like this hourly, but I ain't no
sunny sky carries me to the next area of travel. Sarasota is in the mix. Listening to breezes and trees and instant messages. I begin to understand Orlando. It will do. It will do. It will do. It will do. It will do. Turn this back a notch. Shot
yeah Come on You get the limo out front (ohohoh) Have a styles, every shoe, every color Yeah when you're famous it can be kinda fun It's really you but no one ever discovers In some ways you're just like all your friends But on stage you're
yeah Come on You get the limo out front Hottest styles, every shoe, every color Yeah, when you're famous it can be kinda fun It's really you but no one ever discovers In some ways you're just like all your friends But on stage you're a superstar You
bet on our lives and we bet on the horses In that upstairs apartment On Orlando and 4th And the rent was due and the rent man was knocking Like a Chinese proverb We were always searching Nightlife's a no-win but nobody noticed How we killed off the bottles Looking
Intro] Aight What the f*** are you lookin at self You want a piece of me Ahh man shit The story of my life... [Verse 1] If I could start from scratch I wouldn't change shit Same red bandana same 45th Same g wagon same hoodrat bitch Workers in the kitchen cookin up my shit Sa
as they come out, I’m dippin’ Big ass closet, I’m trippin’ Big booty strippers, I’m tippin’ Big ass chain, I’m heavy And it didn’t cost me a penny They pay me to rock it Damn, I got niggas in pocket Superbowl; Grammys What a hell of a jammie! All the
m writing you a letter At least I'm trying to But I hate every single Word I choose I tore up lots of paper Full of things i thought i meant That never would have wound up getting sent I keep coming back to these four words I keep writing them Ove
Verse 1] That body's a blessing girl I ain't tryna pressure her But she messed with the temperature Heart wrote the song but I'm the messenger Through the metropolis There is no stopping this Flowers and kisses (yeah) I heard you like chocolate Light up the candles Tu
I feel like you know what to do behind closed doors I feel like you know exactly what to do to me (what to do to me) I want to drive you crazy baby please just let me (please just let me) Cause your so, your so, your so damn sexy (your so sexy) Ve
Verse 1) this is too deep for my discussion I'm talkin like it's nothin but really I wrote half a dozen of these fore I stuff em (now they gone, oh yea they gone) but I thought I had to make it perfect if I was gonna write you a song and I hope you get it yea time is a bla
Verse 1: Big Sean] From the West but I'm heading to the Northside That's the top, I need a crib on the shoreside I need a backyard full court size From where the jury is the only thing that's courtside Chasing money in the city of crime Cash back so then it's black bags u
Intro: Man - talking] "Somebody told me, that the, I'm the truth Don't worry about it, get down with me and ah We'll set you free..." (Hit it!) [Break: Brother Ali - talking] Yeah, yeah Gone in a swing like that right there Yeah, ah (I want e
yeah Come on You get the limo out front Hottest styles, every shoe, every color Yeah, when you're famous it can be kinda fun It's really you but no one ever discovers In some ways you're just like all your friends But on stage you're a star You g
fly, we turned finally free Patience lost, I began to lose me My advice would be take a breath Close your eyes and take a step I wasn't scared, I fought this on my own You pulled me down and I let you go I told you I would prove you wrong And now I'm here and I'm standing stron
the arizona desert To the salisbury plain Lights on the horizon Patterns on the grain Anxious eyes turned upward Clutching souvenirs Carrying our highest hopes and our darkest fears They swear there was an accident back in '47 Little man with a great big head Spl
know the type, She light up a room like sunshine That special kind of divine creature, She leave you tongue-tied Imagination running wild, Till I'm wishing, I could just go up, And hit her with some one liner, Like excuse me miss, Would you like to be alone toget
yo, hey Batman What's up Chris, yo? I know she's cheating on you Yeah man Don't worry about it, do your thang I don't know why she's tripping me I do what I gotta do I keep telling her a man's got to be a man And when I'm through I'll come
have a likkle juvie name Orlando Him have a plot a land uppa west ova so Him know mi love mi belly cause a jus so mi grow And me favorite ting bring fi mi is avocado Avocado mi love di avocado Avocado mi love di avocado But when th
appreciate all the fan art we all watched your amv you look great in your cosplay pictures it all means so much to me you wrote down all our lyrics took some time I can tell I only hope when you see us you think we're cool irl Haruhi so far away from me I'
Romeo] Hey lil Zane [Lil Zane] Yo wassup? [R] You and Afficial. Meet me in Orlando. The girlies at Disney World. Two-way me I'm on the freeway. Ya heard? [LZ] You got that [Girls singing] Boy you're my angel. You're my darlin angel. Closer to me then all my peeps baby.
Chorus:] Ey ey Mr. Police is you hearin me you can do yo J-O-B witout f***in touchin me. Ey ey Mr. Police is you hearin me you aint shit witout cha badge get da f*** roun me. [Repeat 2x] This lil piggy ran home, and that lil piggy ran home. And this li
it real, world wide baby! Limp Bizkit's in the house so bring it on! I'd like to dedicate this song to you For making my dreams come true, for the millenium Are you ready? Then get the f*** up! Who's hot, who's not? Where you at Jacksonville, Roche
does a Bowie, Rickman, Muhammad Ali, and Harambe, Prince Die before the moment we are convinced That we are living in shenanigans with mannequins and dabbing A year of memes and Presidential grabbing Protest the drilling, a clown killing is very
girl whatcha doin down there dancing alone every night while I live right above you i can hear your music playin i can feel your body swayin one floor below me you don't even know me I love you chorus Oh my darlin knock three times on the cei
m comin' home, I've done my time Now I've got to know what is and isn't mine If you received my letter tellin' you I'd soon be free Then you'll know just what to do if you still want me If you still want me Tie a yellow ribbon 'round the old oak tree It's b
s a southern accent, where I come from The young'uns call it country, the yankees call it dumb I got my own way of talkin' but everything is done With a southern accent where I come from Now that drunk tank in Atlanta's just a motel room to me Think I might g
Intro: Raekwon] Yo, pass off, man You know what it is, man It's that shit, yo, Alchemist, what up? Good looking [Raekwon:] Ferry Boat killas, Park Hillas, infered lasers On the top of the ceilings, can't sneak by Go downs is like blow hounds, we smothe
m headin to Atlanta, leavin on a Delta plane Uh huh all right I'm headin to Atlanta, leavin on a Delta plane Uh huh good good I'll carry my trenchcoat but I sure don't think it's gonna rain Ah ah oh no The gold is in my pockets Caps and tabs are in my sleeves Ah ha
feat. Rapsody) [Verse 1: T.I.] Yeah Well Attention to my youngins coming up in this shit Let me tell you what you do, teachers say you ain’t shit Hack off in her IG, get up in her email Find something in it that’ll humble that bitch Get a 8 ball better not fumble
ad lib] Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay You think them niggaz is hot Well shawty look what I got (nigga look what I got) You think I'm lying nigga Look what I got Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay Shawty look what I got Ay, pimpin look what I got Look what I got My nigga look what I got [Verse
it real, world wide baby! Limp Bizkit's in the house so bring it on! I'd like to dedicate this song to you For making my dreams come true, for the millenium Are you ready? Then get the f*** up! Who's hot, who's not? Where you at Jacksonville, Rochester, Louisville
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