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portray you making people judge a book
But if they really took the time to look
Then they would see the cracks in Mr. Perfect (Yeah)
They would see
judge a book
But if they really took the time to look

Then they will see the cracks in Mr. Perfect
Yeah
They will see the cracks in Mr. Perfect
clever as magical
Mr. Mistoffelees"

He is quiet and small, he is black
From the ears to the tip of his tail
He can creep through the tiniest crack
He can
You look like rain
You look like rain

You think like a whip on a horse's back
Stretched out to the limit you make it crack
Send that horse 'round
Written by: John Duarte, Mark Paul

Mr. Mambo (repeat)

I've been waiting for the weekend
To go out and have some fun
Well the stars shine just like
The air is boiling, sun on my back
Inside I'm frozen girl, I'm about to crack

They may fix the weather in the world
Just like Mr. Gore said
But tell
by the cracks 
Fallen so far down 
Like the rest of those clowns begging bus fare back 

Swallowed by the cracks
Our pride worn down talking times
Up in this a new million
You heard me, Sensato
It’s Mr. Worldwide
Y El mundo helpatio
Let my dreams yall dormant
Category 6’s are stormin'
Take this
by day

Strip the thoughts
Heal the system
Take the original back
It is inside me/now
If this is all I can remember
Can I ever trust myself
the shower
Are stuck in my head
Like "Bring Out Your Dead"
"Breakfast In Bed"

And experience robs me of hope
That she'll make it back home
So I'm stuck
because my hunger?
Mr. America young black niggas want ya
I want to talk to the man understand
Understand this motherfucking G-pack in my hand
Look what
because my hunger?

Mr. America young black niggaz want ya
I want to talk to the man understand
Understand this motherfuckin G-pack in my hand
Look
like rain
You look like rain
You look like rain
You look like rain
You look like rain
You look like rain

You think like a whip on a horse's back
probably send me back where I belong
Don't want to hear about your Mr. Right
'Cause he's out of town tonight
Baby, come and spend some time with Mr. Wrong

I
pretty little trigger finger was twitchin' by her side
And Clyde was cleanin' his fingernails with a foot long Bowie Knife
I brung 'em back
Came home got it all back
My line busy nigga, call back

Mr. Miyagi with this real shit
Mr. Miyagi with this real shit
Mr. Miyagi with this real shit
Mr
Well hey, hey Mr. Policeman
Bet I can drive faster 'n you can
C'mon hoss lets have some fun
Go on shoot me with a radar gun
You look bored and I sure
Hip-pocket flask at the ready
Step-light downed by the glass
What's that nail doing in my head?
One minute ago I was shooting from the saddle
Came home got it all back
My line busy nigga, call back

Mr. Miyagi with this real shit
Mr. Miyagi with this real shit
Mr. Miyagi with this real shit
Mr
slinging crack, I was seventeen fascinated by the stacks
Running with dangerous niggas and packing gats
Uh, the shit thrill me, looking so clean,
like a coward 
You'll end up yelling out loud 

Hold back 
You'll regret it someday 
Choke on that 
Don't let it pass you by 
Hold back 
You
So Mr Heartbreak you?re back
Is the dream showing cracks
Come back older, come back changed
But still chasing the rain
With a lightning tattoo
Proof
back from Hollywood
And I ain't changed a lick
Though, I know I probably should
But, what I'm doin' is not a good look
I never did it by the good
brought that crack back like a yo-yo though 
Don't play with my yo-yo, loco niggas in the hood 
First niggas hating on me, its all good 
I'm buying
family
They'd probably send me back where I belong
Don't want to hear about your Mr. Right
'Cause he's out of town tonight
Baby, come and spend some