Lyrics:
friends
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
Do you believe in me? Are you deceiving me?
Could I let you down easily, is your heart where it need
The walk's by faith
The lone wolf dies
How am I gonna follow you
With blue man ears
And snow blind eyes?
Music by Peter Furler / Lyrics by Steve Taylor
fuckin' man)
Live from the graveyard (you stupid you fuckin' idiot)
You drunk, ho
Yo, that nigga crazy as hell (put that liquor down
Ayo, what you
fuckin' man)
Live from the graveyard (you stupid you fuckin' idiot)
You drunk, ho
Yo, that nigga crazy as hell (put that liquor down
Ayo, what you
Yo, can I hear this record by Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock?
Hey, man, you sure you wanna hear this, man?
You sure about that, man?
Alright
Right
money
I say think again
Like medieval yeah off with his head
Lets get the guillotine
Its either you're playing offense or
Defense ain't no in between
Out
The gate is closing
We need to go
But let me just take some time to hold you close
Back to our hectic, parallel lives
How I wish I could share with
Run man down they'll get Moldova
Man don't care about jail or karma
Hate when I wait for the plug and it Netherlands
Stay in man, then I took a flight
me show you what the MAC do (come on)
If you don't know by now, then you slippin'
I'm on some bullshit that's got me jackin', niggas flippin'
Let my
you in stand by
Damn GOD damn GOD damn
King Bison
I just went ahead and
Said his name in vain
Hail to Mary man
I'm praying to the Saints
GOD forgive me
to give you everything (oh, let me be)
Let me be the one that's always in your dreams (I wanna be the one)
Let me be the one who be right by your side
the other night
In the middle of the set I thought man this is loud
I don’t remember feeling so uncomfortable during a set like that
Everyone around me was
niggas (what's that?)
You cannot defeat the Internet, no matter what, so chill, nigga
Don't get distracted by the money, you too relaxed
You livin' life
matter how far I'll find
To let you know, that you're not alone
Only thing they ever did wrong (yes, yes)
Was bein born black, in this white man's world
can you just give me one year
Like just give me one year, man, let me put everything into this
And if I don't get it, fuck it, I'll just submit,
I dreamed you were a rich man
And that I had no place to go
I came to you to see if you would take me in
Through golden curtains you told me you
Iz u down is my theme song
Take yo thong off, put me on
T-Raw, I'm in the dub so go and let a nigga bump
'Cus I can tell by the way, tell tell by
your energy
Nothing you an I can't do
Portugal, and she want the pulp
All up in the peg
Let the juice flow, run down
Till you can't stop shake leg
Make
name's Barry Lakin.
[Man]:
Uh huh
[Adam Sandler]:
And let me tell you what I did man. I went around the country and taped people
Having sex
[Man]:
Uh
Bronx Style Bob is in the house, what you wanna do? (Party!)
Hen-Gee is in the house, what you wanna do, homeboy? (Party!)
My man Shaquel is in
(yes)
It's like that man, it's like that (yes)
Check it
I'm not your average MC with the Joe Schmoe flow
If you don't know me by now, you'll never
Scheme, you killed it)
"Carao", arf!
Mama aí não, mama aí não
Novinha, tu, novinha, tu
(Arf, arf) (fuerza) força, Portugal!
(Arf, arf) todo o mundo
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
Nation
Told you in the jam that we can get down
Now let's knock the boots like the group H-Town
You got BBD all on your bedroom wall
But I'm above
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