Lyrics:
YOUR LIKE A COCKTAIL SET ATTILA,
A KIND OF HOLYCON GUERILLA,
YOU KNOW I'M HEADING FOR A CRACKUP,
YOUR'E GETTING EVERYBODYS BACK UP,
I'M GETTING READY FOR
even though he just begun
Rulin hip-hop as if he was Attila the Hun
We make records, it all adds up a caleidoscope
We work hard, so people can't deny
The cosmetic set changes
And the minimal shuffling of the deck
Of the cast of characters
Attila the Haig transformed into Peanuts
Called Schultz up on Capitol
Defensive? Weinberger ? no more animated choice is available. The director will be Attila the Haig, running around frantically declaring himself in control
dat)
I got a burger and a bun (me likey dat)
When Attila the Hun drinks a gallon of rum
In his tummy-tum-tum (me likey dat)
We likey that, I got
and shotgun
Damn, I wax gangstas backs for fun
Acting crazy with their guns
Like Attila the Hun
But Zee gonna wait until all y'all come
And I guarantee you son,
to learn a lesson
Like Pavlov's dog
If same-in' isn't working
Why don't you different instead, instead, instead
Like Samson and Delilah
Attila
to learn a lesson
Like Pavlov's dog
If same-in' isn't working
Why don't you different instead, instead, instead
Like Samson and Delilah
Attila
Elle a la gueule d'un centurion
Les yeux d'Hitler ou d'Attila
Le masque de la religion
Le sourire de Caligula
Elle peut sortir d'une voiture
Le
Elle a la gueule d'un centurion
Les yeux d'Hitler ou d'Attila
Le masque de la religion
Le sourire de Caligula
Elle peut sortir d'une voiture
Le
and Greg, they're second to none
They studied under Attila the Hun
Mr. Jennings has got his wig on tight
Flouder's left shoe's always on his right
Babs
Asszilla, thicker than gorilla
Chocolate, not vanilla, lick it like Manilla
Got your boy calling me up, calling me hung like Attila
Michael Jackson bad
she's clever, polite, stays sober all night
And sips on her one Presbyterian
He drives a gas hog like Attila the Hun
And woe to the luckless pedestrian
vendetta la sto gustando fredda
È la terza generazione a cui cambio la testa
Sono Attila alla rovescia
Dove passo io cresce tanta erba
Con me non
supervisor when I'm in my grave
A slave on the run still under the gun
Of Attila the Hun with a cinnamon bun
I don't know son, was there somethin' I missed
d'une maman
Pour l'aimer
Tout petit bébé
A besoin d'une maman
Pour l'aimer
Le cœur d'Attila était noir
S'il mit le feu partout
C'est qu'il n'a
to Attila the Hun
Swingin a sword Grym is gruesome
World renown like hunger
The mighty hunter in the concrete junga
Doper than ganja
Conquer any style you can
Musolini, to Attila the Hun
Imagine existence wit no fear, tears never shed here
One day for me could last a thousand years
The first element
on the buttons
As the cars die crashing in the street
I feel like
Attila the Hun
I feel like
Nagasaki
Some people are
Not so lucky
Ooh ooh
Lucky me
I
Laisse venir
Tu perds ton temps
À mariner dans ses yeux
Tu perds ton sang
Tel Attila
Tel Othello
Tu te noircis
Dans quoi tu te mires
Dans quel
temps va passer par là
Et le temps est un barbare
Dans le genre d'Attila
Aux cœurs où son cheval passe
L'amour ne repousse pas
Aux quatre coins de
temps va passer par là
Et le temps est un barbare
Dans le genre d'Attila
Aux cœurs où son cheval passe
L'amour ne repousse pas
Aux quatre coins de
gifts of plenitude, for
The apples of the Lord were rotten to the core
Temptation, My ambassador
Attila, Herod, Pharisees and Nero
All begged of Me for
Front page material, I serial kill shit
Only that real shit, we can scrap or slap clips
My tactics range from Attila the Hun
To Genghis Kahn
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