Lyrics:
you don't care
I know you don't care
But do it make you happy?
I see that you're home, but are you happy?
Tell me if I'm wrong
It's a new year comin'
feeling more attached
You know I'm a member of the fucking rattpack Ay!
Limitations on what I can do
And limitations on what I can choose
Go to the Eiffel
HOI! Welcom to tEM VILLAGE!
You feel something
You're filled with detemmienation
Hoi! Hoi! Hoi! My name is Temmie!
Come say HOI to all my friends!
Nah hold on I like that I like that I like that
This the type of beat that make you wanna bob ya head
( I like that yeah I like that, I like that
you.
Give us your testimony, my child.
[Well, it all began with Johnny] (Yeah?)
[He said drink helped him stay alive] (Yeah?)
[Do you know how old he
the future or chased by the past
Faced with the race you forget to go fast
Saw my poor soul swinging in plastercast
Like looking in the mirror
Different glass
tasted just fine
Now, its got a sweet tooth for long hair
So, Bob and Greg and Grant you should beware
Followin' the dead is how it gets it's kicks
Shame
to rock, YOU!
We're the kings of swing
And we're chosen to rule
The deans of clean inside the cool school
We're the chiefs of relief
Contained by wild
flowing, I feel like it's not fair
Are you really spitting fire or just blowing hot air
If you're not being positive
I do not care
Taking off like a plane
too long
For too long
Yeah you make me feel like
I've been locked out of heaven for too long
For too long
Oh baby yeah let's do it
Give me all, give
Jamaica, Bahamas, Brazil, Cuba you see
the brothers living hood life in every Country
Oh Bob Marley came and went away
for the Father had work for you
where I can hideaway
Oh shit, I believe in yesterday (yesterday)
That was the Beatles, I'm just keeping it real
Hold up, wait, dude how do you feel?
the girlies in the back seat
the 5-0 cant catch me
and if you want me you can find me
i'm puffin on the bob marley (bob marley)
i got my homie riding shotty
Wanted Man
Do you know the introduction Bob? OK
Wanted man in California,
Wanted man in Buffalo
Wanted man in Kansas City,
Wanted man in Ohio
Wanted man
TUT
when she walk by ima slap her butt ima put her in line if she try to front
aye aye
roll up the dank i do the shit that you cant
aye aye
tasted just fine
Now its got a sweet tooth for long hair
So Bob and Greg and Grant you should beware
Followin' the Dead is how it gets it's kicks
Shame
a lot to be said for the Army
A gal was never lost for company
A million handsome guys
With longing in their eyes
And all you had to do was pick
tole 'em 'bout earlier!
Harry-as-a-boy:
I insist on falling in love, right now, this very moment, and I don't care what you do with him...
Thing-fish:
around me
(guilt-guilty by association)
I heard you were snitches so
Don't come around me
(guilt-guilty by association)
I heard you talkin lick
Don't talk
And head bob while you ride
You know the vibes
Light it up
And puff that smoke up to the sky
I been feeling out of time
But I been took hold of mine
Smooth
a lot more shit
Than you could ever fathom
A big-head nigga
Couldn't even imagine
The shit I do
Most doers never done
I'ma fuck this beat
Ya bitch,
to five
I got my kids up fucking private school swell man
Do you know how much weed I got to sell to send one of them to school
Like like you know posh
the floor
Or then forty four slugs gonna hit you, ho
I don't care what it takes, I pull out a gear
Fuck the snakes, and Kurtis Blow with The Breaks off
Irene, and pay for your bed
Wake up Irene or folks will think you're dead
Lot's of guitar pickers by the dozen
Sang 'Goodnight Irene' all night
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