Lyrics:
will you join me?
[pause]
You make me sad. So be it. Come, Patsy.
BLACK KNIGHT: None shall pass.
ARTHUR: What?
BLACK KNIGHT: None shall pass.
take a lap
No dreadlocks and I’m not Jamaican
But I’m making reggae
Still gotta make that pay
But that’s not all it’s about
It’s not just a bout clout
If
and his so-called peers
So, like Visine drops, let me make this clear
I'm Dax, and I been in a different tier
And it's fire, fire, call for help
My desire
above.
That melody I heard that night
In a far away hospital beyond the sight.
It reminded me of you my love
In the back far of my heart and mind.
You
the wrong tune make me
Pull out them instruments
I put a nigga under good car when I fire ten
Fucking with my bass I get it
Drumming with a nine then
Get ate
And everybody's putting their
Laptops on the pool table
Playing songs through these big-ass
Speakers it was crazy and they wanted me to
Play, so I plugged in,
Cage, face off
The dark knight, i make it a dark night when
I'm gettin' that K off
Better than whoever done it
Even officers better run it with the drum
I
the girl Dem sugar
Give it to me some more
Mi wan give you Jamaican love
Just get Ina the groove
All night long
Full time Ina your room
All night
Mix up
it means, to be or not to be?
You won't get away with fooling me
Can you help me walk that good land mile?
Can you give me the blessings of your
come walk by my side (my hood, oh)
They don't want me to shine, women's group, my god (shine, god)
Now don't get it twisted, I do support 'em, but why
as well and
In fact, through his inspiring leadership
FDR was able to help the
Country shift it's mind-set
And confront the Depression with
A more
to capture me last night
He broke my arm and took a bite
He’s evil and he’s shifty, too
So help me now, or I’ll run you through!
CURLY (as Scrooge)
Didn’t you
more like a 100 yard dash
I done been through the worst of the worst times
Trust me but I still seen it all pass, all pass
Don't you know that one day
when it comes
Play, "Love Me Or Leave Me" by the great Bud Powell
Play, "The Blood-stained Banner" play, "Murder Most Foul"
dropping a football
So every time someone walks in the john I get Madden
"Shady, what up?" What? Come on, man, I'm crapping
And you're asking me for my
dropping a football
So every time someone walks in the john I get Madden
"Shady, what up?" What? Come on, man, I'm crapping
And you're asking me for my
We'll go ahead, do your best and find me
Matter of fact, I'll be at your mom's by nine and we'll be fuckin' all night
Disregard the rubber
I'ma pull out
and my shorty
Yeah we antisocial so it’s fuck everybody (Everybody)
Feeling low but the drink help me feel chosen
Lot of Bombay some lemonade mix it like
You still love me?
Take this
You ready? One, two, three
'Cause the more you put me through
The more it makes me wanna come back to you
You say
I trap out at night
Remember them days we was riding them bikes
I had got caught by police with a knife
So I had took off, ran away through the night
to
Pictures of bitches and flicks of chicks
Videos with the baddest hoes, sucking dick
It's the dog in me that makes me do wrong
Hunnies can't help but
to
Pictures of bitches and flicks of chicks
Videos with the baddest hoes, sucking dick
It's the dog in me that makes me do wrong
Hunnies can't help but
I got a chance to make a lot
Late night plate of ox at the Jamaican spot
Extra gravy in the box for the flavor ak
Shouts to all my people out there
[Busta Rhymes]
Yo, it all began like, bust it
My nigga City bout to bounce on a trip
We met some niggas with a lot of things they want em to flip
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