Lyrics:
in die Schule braucht
Und grade, als sein Bruder Peter Abitur macht
Saß er wegen Hehlerei in U-Haft, Schu
Was los?
Er redet Immigranten-Slang,
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
Of fashion and flair
Have Bob and Danny Zarem (22) fly down
The older set'll need a pet
So who do you get well Danny has a granny
(23) who's the talk
don't make me have to do ya
Boo-ya, you see what Lunatics'll do to ya
Tip-??? pursuer, get 'er in a room and do 'er
First cat out the Lou that you knew
don't make me have to do ya
Boo-ya, you see what Lunatics'll do to ya
Tip-??? pursuer, get 'er in a room and do 'er
First cat out the Lou that you knew
Aynsley Dunbar (drums)
Jim Pons (bass, vocals, dialog)
Bob Harris (keyboards, vocals)
Don Preston (mini-moog)
You are... you gotta tell me something... I
"Brown Sugar" by D'Angelo
In Los Angele's, like an Evangelist
I can introduce you to your maker
Bring you closer to nature
Ashes after they cremate you
He Played Real Good For Free
by Joni Mitchell
sung by David Crosby on the Crosby, Stills and Nash album "Allies"
I slept last night in a good
In the county Tyrone, in the town of Dungannon
Where many a ruckus meself had a hand in
Bob Williamson lived there, a weaver by trade
And all
said, I'll see you in hell But the Kennedys knew all too well
There's a New York version of everyone, whatever that means
You get your fortune told by
I wanna party like Bon Scott on Charlie, Bob Marley non-stop,
Chris Farley pissed, party on like the bombs dropped,
So if you're drunk on Friday
In the county Tyrone, in the town of Dungannon
Where many a ruckus meself had a hand in
Bob Williamson lived there, a weaver by trade
And all
"Hello, children
Hello
Are you ready?
Then we'll begin"
Ey
Hier sind die Beginner, woo
Yeah
Das is' für die alten Zeiten
Für den alten
to many help when you grind
Er-thing to lose how we coming
Back against the wall ain’t no running
Fighting by myself taught me something
Same one got
asked
"How are you processing this?"
I said I was in the studio getting ready to sing
Then the drummer walked in and said
"Hey, did you see this?"
I
The name is Eazy Bob Wizzy
You welcome to the album fam
You welcome to the album fam
You welcome to the album fam
You welcome to the album fam
A yo l go by
very impressed by
The viscosity of the environment
In his new album, "New York, and why
I think it is bitchin" bob Garder
Disguised as an elderly surf
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
my trick ain't for kids, if you dig 'em, you'll get smacked
I'll clock ya, I'll spring forward, you fall back
Every album that I drop has got more
that album
The Score by The Fugees
Or Bob Marley's greatest hits
The Legend album
Or the Blueprint
Or Abbey Road
Or something that
When you hear it
to give up
You repeatedly suck
You in the league of a duck
You a measly schmuck
If you was speedily struck by a GMC truck
I wouldn't give one flying
the hills to the best
I prove that I'm witty by usin my mind
I spit from my heart so you don't confuse
Me with other crews in my city
Cause I am the hardest
Steamboat Willie Bonnie Prince of
All this shit
You're like the king of a certain genre
But even you must want to
Quit like if you hear
A record by Bob Dylan
a threat that's growin with ya, step from the hills to the best
I prove that I'm witty by usin my mind
I spit from my heart so you don't confuse me with
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