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Statistics [EP] (Statistics) · Knots (Mac McAnally) · Knots (Mac McAnally) · World Is Bound by Secret Knots (Noe Venable) · Forget Me Knots (Heathers) · Knots (Lisa Hannigan) · It's a Man's Man's Man's World (James Brown) · It's a Man's, Man's Man's World (Glee) · It's a Man's Man's Man's World (Live in New York 1980) (James Brown) · It's Man's Man's Man's World [Limited Edition] [Remastered] (James Brown) – and 90 other albums »


Tie the knot, tie tie the knot
Ahh yeah, tie the knot, tie tie the knot
Tie the knot, tie tie the knot
Tie the knot, tie tie the knot

Uhh, kick
So I'm leaving... 
This warehouse frightens me. 
Has me tied up in knots, 
Can't rest for a moment. 

Soon I'm going... 
I'm slipping slow away
I used to run in a young man's boots
With a young man's heart
And a young man's roots
But now I stand where a young man stood before
I don't run like
twice and begged you pretty please
She'd of said, "Yes in a New York minute"
They never tied the knot
His heart wasn't in it
Stole a kiss as he road away
twice and begged you pretty please
She'd of said yes in a New York minute
They never tied the knot
His heart wasn't in it
Stole a kiss as he road away
He
sat in a game at the Miner's Saloon soon I had doubled my stake
The cards run like they'd been dealt by Lady Luck they were just sealin' my fate
A young
just been invaded by true soldiers
December 31st, 96 (the game is over)

[Chorus]

(I've got all my life to live, plus with all my love to give)
just been invaded by true soldiers
December 31st, 96 (the game is over)

[Chorus]

(I've got all my life to live, plus with all my love to give)
a death
Check yo self, you just been invaded by true soldiers
December 31st, 96 (the game is over)

[Chorus]

(I've got all my life to live, plus with
of our hearts
Wreathed in leaves
As she weaves her witchcraft
We breathe, enamoured
Of the conquering dark

I will trace the knot of serpents in your
And hey say, young man, there's no need to cry
Because I know you will get by
Look your destiny in the eye

Ooh everyday my heart burns to try
You got
to have, the killing starts
The beating stops, fin de la vie.
Overkill rides again!!!

A killer like no man,
A faster death, by one's own hand.
Safety
womb
by the spark of the twelve gauges
Sometimes it seems like I can't go on, I can't go on
But when I envision a black man with thorns in his hand
I stopped into a club
I thought I'd see a show
Everyone was there
At least everyone I know
Their knickers in a knot
Their hands upon their heart
a death
Check yo self, you just been invaded by true soldiers
December 31st, 96 (the game is over)

[Chorus]

(I've got all my life to live, plus with
with Al Doogie
Method Man roll too tight, you can pull me
Better take one and pass or that's that ass
Your vital statistics are low and falling fast
twice and begged you pretty please
She'd of said, "Yes in a New York minute"
They never tied the knot
His heart wasn't in it
Stole a kiss as he road away
Sending young muthafucka's to an early grave
I wonder, if my terrifying tactics of torturing MC's
Shows my hearts as cold as the tundra
Electryfing like
I stopped into a club
I thought I'd see a show
Everyone was there
At least everyone I know
Their knickers in a knot
Their hands upon their heart
In the event of my demise
when my heart can beat no more
I hope I die for a principle 
Or a belief that I have lived for
I will die before my
young motherfuckers to an early grave
I wonder, if my terrifying tactics of torturing MC's
Shows my heart's as cold as the tundra
Electrifying like
jump gonna die this year

Your heinous highness broke her hymen hey man try to quit your crying
I know she broke your heart but try to come try
Woo woo woo woo woo
Keys they goin' in the trunk
Woo woo woo woo woo
Fiends they don't give a uh

October 31st I was standing by the sour
These
and Cristal blows your mind
Bear witness to the dopest fuckin rhyme I wrote
Takin off my coat, clearing my throat

Chorus: Method Man
I got my mind made
mired by sluts
I questionmark your heart, punctuate your fate
All your version predicates 
Done as well as you pronunciate
In the (west)?,we're gonna