Lyrics:
song about it
Why don't you sing it
Ring the alarm here comes the Com
Call me Mr. Hollywood, check it out!
Ring the, alarm, here comes, the Com
Ah Ha! Ha! Ha! Haaaa! Maybe I can get out of here now! Oh, this is Nicko's "not alot of people know that,
number ten". When I finish this I can go
see through but you can't get to the inside
You sit there and wait
I look at you and anticipate
What we could be and what we could do
Fly the wings
Damn! Definitely won't be getting
Any celebrity treatment from
The captain the whole conversation
Was him telling me
"Don't come in here trying to be what
already have an idea about the superior sphere
The greater rhyme creator on both sides of the equator
I rock from here to there, to Philly and back
already have an idea about the superior sphere
The greater rhyme creator on both sides of the equator
I rock from here to there, to Philly and back
As I got to the gates, this place was lit up by His glory
I could only experience this out of my fleshly Body because my flesh would not be able
not a dream, I don't wanna sleep
Part me wants to get up and demolish these mother fuckers critiquin' me
Have to decency, Jesus I can't believe this
You
That We Gotta Fuss
Because It Can't Be The Best Unless It Came From Us
There's Five Of Us And We Take No Stuff
We Coming Through The City, We Coming
from here
When every sense is in mono
Walk by faith, you appear
I want to live in stereo
I can't get there from here
Without a G\od-directed go
to rosamond to get a beer and tell everybody there
Including ronnie cook what had happened to his car.
I gave him the money
He acted real funny
He hocked
And soldiers show that there bowdy rowdy
When I come around
I'm mr. waump waump
The one tighter than some new j's
Bout getting some to plays
That get me funky
Lewinsky
I'll be right here in the thick, they can diss me
But they'll get flung like a frisbee
If what you chattin' is wet
Miss me, bitch, please
Erich
we're in the cabin of Mr. Glass Eye
Mr. Glass Eye, hey there my friend, so here's the deal
I need some money, you need some zeal
By my calculations, your
repeatedly)
Simon right in the lead, comfortably in the lead, but he can't get this
neighbour woken up. He's slamming away there as best he can. He's
getting
gon’ win over and over and
Over and then you wake up
You still can’t believe it! You know
Why? Because you was lied
To by Google you was lied
To by Mark
Dear Mr president, I set me down
To send you greetings from my home town
And send you best wishes from
All the friends I know
In Texas, Alabama, Ohio
the auditions, uh, first up, Mr. John Travolta.
(Jimmy Fallon as John Travolta)
She's like, I swear to God, I mean I can't believe you guys are trying to sell
(Yeah)
Take it from me, I'll have you
Thinking thinking thinking bout me (Honey)
Take it from me, there's no one
Out there, out there, out there like me
life
I'm so hard, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm so hard
Come here, rude boy, boy, can you get it up?
Come here rude boy, boy, is you big enough?
Take it, take
days
I steered by the stars
Aimed for the moon
Wound up in the bars
There was a room
I papered with prayers
Scattered with flowers
While somebody else
me the name of this last one?" he asked
Teacher said, "That one there is the Ham House
It's right here in Connecticut
You haven't seen it before I have
Through a Gucci bag or something
Time is the only luxury it’s the only
Thing you can’t get back if
You lose your luggage – I’m not
Gonna say the obvious
get gutter on this motherfuckers why'know
It's how we do it (yeah)
Feel me baby?
Yo yo stay away from 38 tech nines and shotty
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