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what you say but by that do you mean that you'll do it your way and call it
DM) Sam's song

SD) Did he say Sam's song?
B) Let's give the ending
(with Sammy Davis Jr.)

DM) Here's a happy tune SD) A happy tune
DM) You'll love to croon SD) You love to croon
DM) They call it Dean's song SD) Hey,
Craig Kallman won't send his shooters
They've been robbing for years, no fear to blow out your noodles
Looking at B.I.G and Pac imagining all
(with Sammy Davis Jr.)

DM) Here's a happy tune SD) A happy tune
DM) You'll love to croon SD) You love to croon
DM) They call it Dean's song SD) Hey,
your name
Said he'd break my neck if I played your game
But he can bust my neck 'cause I love you all the same

Amy I know you don't have to show your
(with Sammy Davis Jr.)

DM) Here's a happy tune SD) A happy tune
DM) You'll love to croon SD) You love to croon
DM) They call it Dean's song SD) Hey,
killed by a cop that thought negative
Shot in the back like a victim of Jesse James
Tell them his motherf***ing name!
Phillip Pernell, murdered by
Eyed Peas
    Drop It Low Lyrics
    by Ester Dean
    At The Bottom Lyrics
    by Brand New
    Somebody To Love Lyrics
    by Leighton Meester
Red lip stick, rose petals, heart break
I was his Marilyn Monroe
Brown eyes, tuxedo, fast cars
A James Dean on the low, Dean on the low

I ask you
Red lip stick, rose petals, heart break
I was his Marilyn Monroe
Brown eyes, tuxedo, fast cars
A James Dean on the low, Dean on the low

I ask you
[Craig Mack]
How many know what funk is? Raise your hands
You ready for this world?

"I can get real raw.." plus my style is hardcore
I'm Craig Mack,
I want to dance with Harry Dean
Drive through Texas in a black limousine
I want a piece of heaven 'fore I die

I want to pair of pink high heels
(What's your objective?) 

I'm putting blood on they clothes 

Cause they don't respect niggas 

Until we start shaking they ass and pulling triggers
there are two more of your friends I know 
you'll want to see, they're waitin' for you." There they were standin' 
side by side and smilin' at me--Hank
Sickology 101 futuristic B-Boyz shit
Your first lesson given to you by (Mr. Smith!)
KC MO stand up, young niggas represent

Ey, ask me what I
of your friends I know 
you'll want to see, they're waitin' for you." There they were standin' side by side and smilin' at me--
Hank Williams and Johnny
on Sunday, forgotten all week

One foot in Hell

Taking the truth from "The Book" and then twisting it
Feeling they're touched by the Lord
Loving their
there are two more of your friends I know 
you'll want to see, they're waitin' for you." There they were standin' 
side by side and smilin' at me--Hank
Olympic heavyweight wrestling champion,
Here he is, just a shadow of his former self, wasted in health, ravaged by sin.
Oh give us your testimony, dear
I want to dance with Harry Dean
Drive through Texas in a black limousine
I want a piece of heaven 'fore I die

I want to pair of pink high heels
I want to dance with Harry Dean, Drive through Texas in a black limousine
I want to piece of heaven before I die
I want to pair of big high heels,
I bowed my head at the football games 
And closed the prayer in Jesus' name 
Lusting after football heroes 
tough Pachuco, little Neroes
Red lipstick, rose petals, heart break
I was his Marilyn Monroe
Brown eyes, tuxedo, fast cars
A James Dean on the low,
Dean on the low

I ask
I wanna dance with harry dean.
Drive through texas in a black limousine.
I want a piece of heaven before I die.
I wanna pair of pink high heels
K'ys tell hiim, tell Kevin
Craig, Julie Greenwald, all of them present
The fifty mill you gave me, was a sound investment
This time around we gon sell