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cause the pain
It simply make up
Only just to break up, oh baby

And that ain't no fun to me
I said it ain't no fun to me
Leaving you, it sure ain't
a fun day, one day
Away from Monday, and all day ain't no gunplay
And everything is alright outside (why)
'Cause [unknown] put his speech down and got
a constipated port a lot of noise but you ain't droppin shit
This is me here, it ain't no other man
Always into somebody's business like you was
"Work"
Nigga
oh-La
We say oh-La

Well I heard they castrated Castro
Because he was the people's friend
They told him once and they told him twice
Said I ain't
attitude's, like you ain't no had no nookie (go jerk off)
Shit, get your sights, get off that rookie shit
Let's have some fun, one on one, bite the badge, drop
the pain
It simply make up
Only just to break up, oh baby

And that ain't no fun to me
I said it ain't no fun to me
Leaving you, it sure ain't no fun to me
a constipated port a lot of noise but you ain't droppin shit
This is me here, it ain't no other man
Always into somebody's business like you was
"Work"
Nigga
and my asthma's getting worse
	Yes, think of my career, my sweetheart dear, and my poor old invalid aunt
	Besides, I ain't no fool, I'm a-goin' to school
Francisco), City by the Bay yeah
(San Francisco), he he he he hey
(You've got me)

(San Francisco), San Francisco
(San Francisco), take me to the water
of the night
Inhibitions, no, you don't need them, no, no, no
San Francisco... city by the bay yeah... hey hey hey...
You've got me... ahw ahw... take me
The original, war,so
Kill dem pussy, we kill dem fi fun
Killin' a pussy, we kill dem fi fun
Killin' pussy, we kill dem fi fun
Send a man, no mind our business
tell me what ya eat
I might cook for you
See it really don't matter cause it's all about me and you
Ain't no one else around
I'm even with
me, son 
You can have a lot of fun!

[Chorus: x2]

Pass another fleet of B-L bombers, 
Grab an M-16,
Buildin' Chevy's was never the fun
holler
Bang her head all along the wall
If she don't give me what I want
She ain't gonna have no head at all

Bamboozled by love
I said she fooled around
Millions of times the earth has spun
We must get dizzy going 'round the sun 
It ain't no wonder why minds are gone 
Can we help them understand
cook for you
See it really don't matter cause it's all about me and you
Ain't no one else around
I'm even with the blindfold, gagged and bound
I
the c note
It ain't green get it back with the c loc
Momma dead broke daddy fucked up
I'ma make them come and hit me with the recoup
God dammnit I'm
blue still roughin' me up
On the T.V. news still talking it up
Never thought Tommy Lee could be fuckin' it up

Methods of Mayhem, Filthy and Dutch
I walk
wit all this gave me they hate to cherish 
But still I made it 
A made nigga made by the game 
Made for war 
My aim is simple and plain 
Yah wether
by being by  yourself.  
It's no fun to be alone,  
And I don't want to be alone.  
Cause it ain't easy meeting someone new.  
Especially when that
slipping away
Away from me

It ain't no fun
Being in love all by yourself
It ain't much fun
Being in love all by yourself

Yeah, I know a lot of you
ain't enough, got the boyz in blue, 
still roughin' me up, on the T.V. news still talking it up, 
never thought Tommy Lee could be fuckin' it up
the c note
It ain't green get it back with the c loc
Momma dead broke daddy fucked up
I'ma make them come and hit me with the recoup
God dammnit I'm
you ain't around)
I can't feel no more
(Since you ain't around)
I can't laugh no more
(Since you ain't around)
Said life ain't fun no more
Since
on the mic, son, but, yo', you got caught
By them brothers united, and we're not Bling, Bling
And ain't no stretch Hummers and stuff
We just doin' our Thing,