manicure Go to president deklerk without askin her And bust some shots for south africa And if margaret jumps in, I start bashin her For every freedom fighter start
hall Where there's a nightly brawl And all that jazz [Roxie Hart] Say it again. [Fred Casely] You're a star, kid. My little shooting star! [Velma Kelly
re no, gal, you're no Now me say Move away blubber big and you jump pon galang (Galang) Move away blubber big, you jump pon galang Move away blubber big
you about Jesus Christ And 'cause I wonder how we'd deal If He just passed you by Well, I bet He'd be a star Well, I bet my Star Wars figures He would
gambler on the programme big deal This one is live and direct so you know it`s for real I don`t respect dais ya system don`t expect me to kneel Cause jesus christ
2:] Big J, big E, big S period Big U, big S, big C period H-R-I-S-T man period I know I'm name dropping but Christ is superior To all stars no flaws,
1] Yo, I preach through my raps God is watchin me I still reach to my strap Broads is watchin me they wanna leech to my trap Tha Jesus Christ on my neck
Jeffree Star: This is Jeffree fuckin' Star and this is a big FUCK YOU to all you jealous bitches, that get mad that I'm fucking your boyfriends.. An don
see Way up in the sky little lamb Do you see what i see A star a star dancing in the night with a tail as big as a kite, with a tail as big as a kite
on the programme Big Deal This one is live and direct so you know it's for real I don't respect dais ya system don't expect me to kneel Cause Jesus Christ
punchlines to move me [Canibus] Can-I-Bus, your favorite rap star on ice What I talk on the mic make them call on Christ As far as the eye can see, gaze
course I'm gonna diss y'all The shit I pulled off in this game takes big balls I'm a rap star from two different rap crews A pale skin Cuban who's mistaken
happy now? Are you happy now? Oh, You draw a big crowd! You count your money in the dead of the night oh, oh You've got your very own heaven sent Jesus Christ. Christ
said "Manifest the great" All of a sudden, what I'm remembering Ground started to shake, everything trembling The power of the truth was shooting through my Timberlands Here was my Lord Jesus Christ
dead pop stars Drinking the blood of Christ in stolen cars Honey, peachy, flower blossoms, bumblebee Nectar-addicted '70s titties, oh, yeah And Jesus
Forget about the dough Forget about the cars, Forget about the rims Forget about the stars, Forget about the Benz Forget about the big crib, tryna get rich, the big
be flyin through the south in that burgundy land Pull up at the light my shit so bright She want my number shit call me tonight Pick up the phone like [Hurricane Chris
re no, gal you're no Now me say Move away blubber big and you jump pon galang (Galang) Move away blubber big, you jump pon galang Move away blubber big