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Departure and worry
And worry, and worry
Still shake me
Resistance failed

Resistance failed
And friendship failed
And friendship failed
Performed by adam sandler and jon

Contributed by chris durkin

Adam: and the now the excited southerner orders a meal at his favorite
downward into lukewarm discontent descending side by side as retrospect and time devour our thoughts and our long nights with such civilized but brutal taste
(Jimmy P. Brown II)
Turning away
Seeing the light
I vanquish the dark
And conquer the night
River of anger is rapidly flowing
Mind keeps unleashing
Cant understand some of these 
Rhymin' in circles
Now patriotic emcees
On bent knees 
By six degrees
Lord have mercy
Even the voice of god
The bottom fell out and her ass started dragging 
Tried it again and I failed to grasp 
I missed that pussy and I bust my ass 
Then I fucked this lady in
recall the last time she avoided it

Lower than piss, have you ever felt like this?
Judging by your eyes like crystal balls
Madam Me is predicting that
Brown bless the mic like gesundheit
Bud 'bout the size of a bonsai, kick it like Muay Thai
Flow like sci-fi in high def
I'm righteous and still
like condensation, water
I'm a mixture between Chris Brown
And Chris Jericho, where's your daughter?
I'm more than y'all can handle
At the Grammy's
up on the phone in no time I'm gronin'
with excitement frightened by the enlightment
I can knock with these
but i'm not supposed to be caught with
(Jimmy P. Brown II, George Ochoa)
Defying all laws of logic
Scrutinizing truth to lies
To suit presuppositions, I ask why?
I'm sure for greedy gain
Brand new Chris Brown, T-Pain
You heard it hear first Nappy Boy Radio
We love you


She want that lovey dovey 
[Ludacris (Chris Brown)]
Chris breezy (it's me)

I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know
[Ludacris (Chris Brown)]
Chris breezy (it's me)

I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know
the script
Whatever the traitors name
My aim is dunk em like
I'm Chris Webber

So many phony smilin' faces
Traces of slander
Got em comin' outta funny
Just in case you forgot, we go by the runners, hold up
Chris Brown, this what we do, we do this

I be throwin' up my cash, actin' like money ain't
and at him, brown Chris Farley
Kalapani K?lid?sa, Vijay from Pyaasa
Wiles out at night, can't breathe through his nostrils
Poppa need his medicine
again, add it to wax


[Young Chris]
It's not a game I'm from Philly
Go by the name, Young Chris, or Young Gunner
Know my partner Young
Up, beside tongue-tied hungry enzymes
Devolved into mothmen munching textiles
Punisher, out past go-time
Back 10 fried worms chubbier
Brown grass
to Michael Brown and mothafuck the police, bitch

I guess I got it sellin' nickel bags
I got it sellin' nickel bags
Real killer, drug dealer
I got it sellin'
that I'm trippin'.
Throw the left hand, you duck that one, this right bitch won't miss ya.
Beat a bitch like Chris Brown, go back to jail, no quitting.
don't get fed up
My people rise, my people fight
My people do alright
My people walk with pride and
We're marchin' side by side and
My people laugh,
[ INTRO: Chris Rock ]
...All this ill shit
This fuckin Sir Mix-A-Lot shit
What the fuck is this shit?
See the shit's video?
[Ludacris (Chris Brown)]
Chris breezy (it's me)

I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know
be this, there wouldn't be Chris,
Or a Public Enemy with a black power fist.
No Queen Latifa, no Will Smith either,
There would only be tight jeans,