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Performed by adam sandler, frank, and randi

Transcribed by a fan

"and now a cow at bat in the bottom of the 6th inning of a little league game
Burn categories
The allegory is Adam's story
On the eve of something glorious
Us against them
Won't bust the system
But trust the pistons
(Barkam/Adams)

Hey, girl, put away your handkerchief
Dry your eyes and get ahold of your heart
Lift your head up, don't you worry now
Brighter days
to say
But that was before I lost my baby
I'll have a dollar's worth of regular today
I never should have left my home, never left the farm
But
smother you, I'm 'bout to jump off the edge

But you won't break me
You'll just make me stronger than I was
Before I met you, I bet you I'll be just fine
monster do to me the things I never wanted done
I I felt much better than this before

If they find out to avoid then the accidents kept hidden away
But
suggest it be best if we get by

I'm willing to geese 'em if they feeling a threesome
I'm pulling up in the GT before the dealers release them
I ain't
by

I'm willing to geese 'em if they feeling a threesome
I'm pulling up in the GT before the dealers release them
I ain't with the blazay blah
breakin' hearts
A baby gigolo, a sex pistol
Hollerin' at everything that walks
No substance, just small talk
Know why you're feelin' on that girl's
morning
Jonesing for her love
The girl with golden eyes
I won't have to wait long
'Til she buries me with roses
'Cause she's always by my side

Everything
a gritty fiend for, 
Money, power, respect, get it by any means uh,
New Yorker, slick talker, walk like a brick flipper,
Decimal doctor, multiply to get
Knowing everything from there on must be right

Just a notion
But somehow I know I'm not wrong
If it's our destiny
There's nothing we can do
fucked 
By a girl twice my age, making minimum wage 
But the tan lines were good 
And she had a good face 
Is this what I've become 
Is this all I've
the gangstas play
Often heard but seldom seen
that's the way that its supposed to be
When you do see me
Mobbin wit a gangsta lean
Got a piece by my side
[Chorus w/ minor changes to Ja ad libs]

[Ja Rule + (Ashanti)]
Ba-by girl, is you with me? S*** (yes sir!)
Sayin all of that without speakin a word
(I
Shyheim (T.M.F. #2)
Twenty-seven (Yea, yea, yea, yea)
Wu-Tang (Stapleton, Killarmy)
Shyheim (T.M.F., Trife the under structure)
Word (What's
now before we lose forever
Girl, I don't wanna lose you

Girl, I've got to have your sweet loving
'Cause without it, girl, I'll just lose my mind
little girl is your door still open
The devil still inside
Seen your face he left the place
Took everything inside 

Hey by the way I forgot
to introduce myself
Queen L-A-T-I-F-A-H is my name
Jersey, what's poppin', we ain't gon' stop and
Keep'em heads boppin', the remix droppin'
Big girl, big
fucked 
By a girl twice my age, making minimum wage 
But the tan lines were good 
And she had a good face 
Is this what I've become 
Is this all I've
the mirror
And see yourself
As a kid again
And you get embarrassed
And I got nothin' to do
But make you look
Stupid as parents
You f***in' do-gooders
Rich Gang b**** but I do this for the have-nots

Uh, man f*** these n****s
When I strike I'm sparing everything but these n****s
Got a fresh pair
Adam Walsh
Your image faker than the hair on Diana Ross
Too far gone inside my art form
Worshipping the ground that I walk on, that's cool
But while
You think bein' meek is weak, huh?
You try bein' meek for a week. Ain't that right, ya?

I go by K to the second letter
But my name is a second
apart
And there's no one accepting the blame
But girl you and I we got too much too lose
By one of us saying goodbye
And I see it clearly we're both