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got a lotta gall to be so useless and all Muttering small talk at the wall while I'm in the hall Oh, how can I explain ? It's so hard to get on And these
got a lotta gall to be so useless and all Muttering small talk at the wall while I'm in the hall How can I explain? Oh, it's so hard to get on And these
the door waitin in line Still tryna get inside the club to see D12 perform The fire marshalls no, the venue's too small People are wall to wall three
Too heavy to Be . . . Jeff: In this group, all I ever get to do is play Zappa's comedy music. HE EATS! Good Conscience: Jeff! Jeff: I get so tense!
dreams that got me gassed Made me want to get revenge or get the hockey mask Got beef? Yo the burner's in the lobby stashed Get your crew if you want
the wall. Trying to get a grip on what I can. As the world beneath me crumbles. See, I thought I had it all. Now I find I'm 10 feet small. And I never
'til the next time we meet forever! [Chorus] [Verse Two] Music business hate me cause the industry ain't make me Hustlers and boosters embrace me and the music
Arlenis Sosa, Selita Ebanks If you work with my people, speak that Jourdan Dunn language Make a phone call, out to Joan Smalls I wonder how it feel to lower (Lara) Stone?s walls
kids the instill fear But we still here not afraid cracks is made stacks get made A "g" will get you gats sprayed At my man's funeral it's like nobody care The police get
] Am I still that special man You're killing me small small VERSE 2 Tell me why you just dey push me to the wall Making me to fall Killing me small small
remember if i have on any underwear i get up and walk away i never even knew this stuff was here the twirling music, the games, the money this commune
in line Still tryna get inside the club to see D12 perform The fire marshall no, the van houston's small People are wall to wall three thousand and some