Lyrics:
Mortal Kombat
Runtz got some muscle, nigga, it's a strong pack
And I nutted on your name where the thong at
Lil' pussies like you, you get violated
Me,
spot
So now the secret is out
Welch got em peeping em out
Beast with this speech that i speak hear beats and the demons come out
See how I'm pacing my
from work
She saw 'em coppin' pork, shoppin'
Poppin' corks
One night he walked in the door with a snort
"Give me food, Jen, then let me watch sports
I
got so much to say but
When 16 ain't enough, they on they only give you 16, heh
Man it's like I mean I got so much to say ya know
The world has said so
mad friends with Benz's
C-notes by the layers, true fuckin players
Jump in the Rover and come over
tell your friends jump in the Gf3, I got the chronic
mad friends with Benz's
C-notes by the layers, true fuckin players
Jump in the Rover and come over
tell your friends jump in the Gf3, I got the chronic
ridiculous
well up until now your only concept of rhythm is a four by four loop
square as a pool table
with no dynamics implanted but you couldn't understand
Some purple liquid in my cup, no Welch's grape
I got a couple more notches in my belt to make
I gave that bitch my number
I ain't sittin' around
I know I got religion
I belong to the laws and crew
You see we fought when we get happy
That's the way we Christian do
Oh
(Have you been tried-)
Written by bob welch.
For a little peace in any season
I'd give up anything but your love
I don't want to trade, tryin' to be happy
That's only
Written by bob welch.
Go on, you know you're only one
Set me free
You take me up and turn around
But let me in
Take this shadow from my eyes
gotta be illegal, Bob!)
I can bring them chrome things for that drastic shit
Metal detectors, no problem, got that plastic shit
Witnessess, "I ain't
Written by bob welch.
Don't think your dreams are sane
They're taking over your life
I stuck to you but I found out
That you was the crazy kind
Now
honestly
No offence I wanna to follow by rhythm my rhythm
My rhythm
Is real thing for me in my life now
This is need to me I finally have realized
That I
Written by bob welch.
Gonna stay out of new york
There's something there that drives me crazy
Gonna stay out of new york
There's something there
gotta be illegal, Bob!)
I can bring them chrome things for that drastic s***
Metal detectors, no problem, got that plastic s***
Witnessess, "I ain't
heart (city rhythm) is torn apart (oo)
By the love I wish I had
Well, I spend my (city rhythm) nights in the city's lights (oo)
And things don't seem so
drugs got a nigga trippy These Days!
Just have some fun (Got that Dopamine, I mean dope)
Yeah, let's have some fun
Just have some fun (That Dopamine, I
We're going out tonight
Slip on your dress, got my suit and tie
We're going out tonight
Behind the curtain lies a mess
Depressed overcome by
to lose
Little miss rhythm and blues
Little miss rhythm and blues
Version 2 recorded by steve and the board
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I've got a gal and she shakes all over town
myself
And that love neck to neck
With my wealth and
I'm so full of myself
I just belched
And this pussy stay juicy
Like welch you see it
I know you see it
Hey Bobby
Why are you stayin' in here in this shadow?
Come over by the fire
I'll have a drink with you
This is our house now
So let's act like
Party!
(Okay party people in the house)
Yo yo, in the place to be
My name is MC Ice-T
I got the Rhyme Syndicate with me
We about to tear
creatures I held off on unleashing
Peep it
Ill harmonic soul symphonic chronic rhymes and it's kinda hypnotic
God, it has got to be time that
I spent writing
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