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Heads of the Heads (GLC) · Look Out! Look Out! (Redd Holt) · Just for Kicks/Look Out!! Look Out!! (Eldee Young) · Look in Look Out (Chilliwack) · Look in Look Out (Chilliwack) · Out of Our Heads (The Rolling Stones) · Out of Our Heads [Japan] (The Rolling Stones) · Out of Our Heads [UK] (The Rolling Stones) · Out of Our Heads [UK] (The Rolling Stones) · Out of Our Heads (The Rolling Stones) – and 90 other albums »


And somebody just cried out loud
Don't look down at the people below, oh
Don't look down
It's a long way to fall and I'd sure like to know
What made it
key
Who are y'all to disagree
While everybody is looking for somethin'
Where the lookouts look out and be like "cuckoo, they comin'"
So it's nothin'
And just carries on the same
Oh look out my country's patriots are hunting down below
What do they know of England who only England know
the air
Oh look out my country's patriots are hunting down below
What do they know of England who only England know

From the stands of the Empire
Gossip on ya bakery
Wish they had the recipe
Swear this life is meant for me
Tired of crackin niggas heads in the stolen challenger
Hopped up out
frownin'
Forties of Busch I be poundin'
I ain't dead in the head like Manson
I'm more laid back than motherfuckin' Ted Danson

Hanson brother style when
Sitting by the pool, jumping off the diving board
Getting to the money I'mma need a money counter
So many acres, my neighbours stay in another county
Ted
stand
She look up and scream
For the lamplight's beam
There stood the famous Naked Man

He say, "They found out about my sister
And kicked me out
counter
So many acres, my neighbours stay in another county
Ted Dibiase in Versace loafers
All you talk is shit nigga halitosis
Ghosts, I pulled up in
Sitting by the pool, jumping off the diving board
Getting to the money I'mma need a money counter
So many acres, my neighbours stay in another county
Ted
thought you needed me
Did you believe in me?  * repeat 2X *

[Nas]
Got up with Horse, showed a look on my face was mad lost
I ain't know whether to cry
Sunset over the high-rise,
By a motorway,
A little man looks up at the sky.
An uneventful end to a wasted day.
Close-up on the man at the window,
counter
So many acres, my neighbours stay in another county
Ted Dibiase in Versace loafers
All you talk is shit nigga halitosis
Ghosts, I pulled up in
counter
So many acres, my neighbours stay in another county
Ted Dibiase in Versace loafers
All you talk is shit nigga halitosis
Ghosts, I pulled up in
Up to the bar with your head in your hands
Your friends are the stars and the sky is their bed
You're stuck down here and its all that you have
Sitting by the pool, jumping off the diving board
Getting to the money I'mma need a money counter
So many acres, my neighbours stay in another county
Ted
bein' the case
Let me tell you
Tell you 'bout by my side
By my side

The way I growed up
Showin' up
Chips on my shoulder
Knew about that cola
rock they went
Look up from our telescopic laair,
One star for us to share,
We continue on our prayer.

Crystals of opaque quartz, studded limpid
out and put back there.
I sat on a park bench, kissed the girl with black hair
And my head shouted down to my heart
"You better look out below
have been designated to take it over
I'ma roll a couple of boulders off the cliff
On the road below (look out below)
'Cause I don't know what I'ma hit
drums
calm as an angel

Good morning, it's possum day
I feel like a possum in every way
like a possum

Wake up with a possum smile
look at me,
bein' the case
Let me tell you
Tell you 'bout by my side
By my side

The way I growed up
Showin' up
Chips on my shoulder
Knew about that cola
, one mic
I'm at the top of the mast while ya look into the night
Put up your shrouds, cause the wind blows slow
Grey sky's are comin' so watch out
strangler
Dangle a, nigga by the ankle off the balcony
Now let his punk ass go, look out below (Below)
It's a tale of two cities, come out when the sun go
it's sixty-nine below;
When the ice-worms wriggle their purple heads through the crust of the pale blue snow;
When the pine-trees crack like little