DJ Class: Its the remix Im the shit Im fresh up in this bitch Kanye West: DJ Class in this bitch Mr. West in this bitch We done told you mothafuckas
I just got off of work at 5 Drivin' that old van I drive Overalls and dirty boots But Uncle Bill needed a funeral suit So when I walked in that fancy
My charcoal's getting red hot Put your order in my hand Won't you let me show you what I got Sizzlin' in the pan? Anyway you want it baby I am your burger
Goodbye authority The ones that would think that you know it all Just want you on your knees Behind the classroom door Where seasons waste away They teach
I'm getting out of this high-rise penthouse suite Where we pretend life's rosy and sweet I'm going back to the folks that I used to know Where everyone
Hook Raise your glass for the people with trash bag blinds(Eminem: Raise it!) You like to judge, but I find that you don't ask why (Eminem: Oh no uhuh
Tried to find your face 1000 pictures flipped But yours just ran away Something in the air It lacks a special touch A smile that's left wide open Sit
I said, I'm through with honky tonks, they only bring me down So I dressed my best and headed for the brightest spot in town I've watched the rich folks
Whatever happened to fair dealing And pure ethics and nice manners? Why is it everyone now is a pain in the ass Whatever happened to class Class Whatever
I aint a killer but don?t push me I look a sucker in his eyes tell ya if he p-ssy Remember winter times, the people would overlook me The bitches would
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I wanna be a lawyer Doctor or professor A member of the UMC I want an air conditioner Cottage on the river And all the money I can see I wanna drive
(agata morio / keitaro takanami) Translator: rie iizuka Sora tobu rika-kyôshitsu desu. Anna ni sora ga Aoku hikaru no mo Sore wa bokura no sora
Be my Druidess Be my everything Be my Druidess Be mine Around the pyre a circle of thirteen Throughout these woods, ecstatic screams I look deeply into
As soon as your born they make you feel small, By giving you no time instead of it all, Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all, A working
Talking............. Look, comin with the flows of a veteran, Mac class president All black letterman, recognize a gentleman Know anything but formal
Shut up, you talk too loud You don't fit in with the crowd I can't believe you exist I've crossed you right off my list Too much, too soon You're way
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