[** feat. RobLo:] Gi girlie gon get on out there* Show him everythang cause u don't care Must be a supermodel your everywhere Them ya plans does he call you? Very rare Playboy jus get on out there
Allfrumtha-I Miscellaneous Dopest on Tha Planet Chorus: We the dopest niggas on the planet, though Mobbin thru ya hood, fadin all of you We [these crips on my team ?] ,niggas can't
Y'all niggas is a mess Thinking I'm gon stop, giving LA props Ain't no party like a West Coast party 'Cause a West Coast party don't stop When we party on the West Coast (on the West Coast) Drinkin'
Y'all niggas is a mess Thinking I'm gonna stop, giving LA props There ain't no party like a West Coast party 'Cause a West Coast party don't stop When we party on the West Coast (on the West Coast) D
Wall Of Voodoo Call Of The West Call Of The West he got the high sign so he jumped a bus and along the roads that wind on through the hot mojave and the jericho / he'd start his whole life anew and
Lay down Your sweet and weary head Night is falling You have come to journey's end Sleep now And dream of the ones who came before They are calling From across the distant shore Why do you weep? What
For what is please Do make me right I wanna live the fortune by by by, say Good tender kiss Fool off the side You call me up like crazy Pass me by and Leaving the crops and Leaving the cops and Yeah,
They're making the last film They say that it's the best And we all helped make it It's called "The Death of the West" The kids from Fame will all be there Free Coca-Cola for you And Eurodisney is her
If I ever get really depressed I'll download Tor, buy a suicide vest Leave a dirty bomb at a Wall Street address Gatecrash a Rothschild party and leave it in a mess In a mess Dirty mess It started ou
On the vermilion river On a packet bound for St. Clara Ride the lady we love best She's the Belle of the West From somewhere down in Arkansas But, who's to say? She just started that way She's the Be
In my hands, I hold the ashes In my veins, black pitch runs In my chest, a fire catches In my way, the setting sun Dark clouds gather 'round me Due northwest, the soul is bound And I will go on ahead,
Lay down Your sweet and weary head Night is falling You've come to journey's end Sleep now And dream of the ones who came before They are calling From across the distant shore Why do you weep? What a
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