Lyrics:
(verse two Run DMC)
A young girl seemed to be gaining weight
Her parents all thought it was the food she ate
Their attitudes were all
Children laugh, telling jokes
'Till their eyes are red
The people feel so good
Say boy, say girl
All in my neighborhood
Say boy, say girl
We got
from Wolf of Wall Street (Wolf of Wall Street)
I was caught up with that white girl like I'm Tiger Woods (Woods)
On the painkillers (killers), but I'm
all the moments we've spent together
My eyes
My heart
My soul
Can't lie, that you exist
Blonde hair with perfect brown eyes
I can't pretend, as a lone
unaffected by,
The winter winds here, she'll pretend that
She's somewhere else, so far and clear
About two thousand miles, from here.
Well Peter Patrick
quite an imposition and now she's only wishin'
That she would have listened to the words they said
Poor Taylor
She just wanders around, unaffected by
Tell Cupid not to point that thing at me
One more hole in my poor heart is just what I don't need
I've been teased by a fake
Burned by love
unaffected by,
The winter winds here, she'll pretend that
She's somewhere else, so far and clear
About two thousand miles, from here
Well Peter Patrick
her mirror
Tell me who's the real beauty
Snow white, poor little snow white
Such a pure little girl
Now she runs for her heart
Oh, snow-white poor
her poor heart homing down the street
So she's all a-grief and woe
Pretty Molly pretty Poll
Pon my life we all must hope she shuts her cake-hole
But
kill your ass with my bars and my lungs
Your girl call me daddy and that's why you is my son
Listen up bitch Imma' only say this once
Man you got some
or baby step
Pop off into flesh, no beta test
I bump Raising Hell, I make raisin bread
Raised on wolf's milk and Eraserhead
I'm all good
Quietly hacking
Swear down
New stories bout a wolf in town
News stories bout a boy from the North with a dream
That cannot be stopped by a coward
Left right now he
Didn't do the walk
Only walking when I'll walk to the park
Stay reminiscing when the sky be dark
Ain't a dog don't bark
Ima wolf I woooo
Shout pop smoke
thought a foster home would fit her more
Now a days she returns to play as a baby
Making up for lost time by driving momma crazy
Room of broken hearts
'Cause everything you heard is true
You poor little heart will end up alone
'Cause lord knows I'm a rolling stone
So you better run run runaway,
guilty. Now I am condemned to die.
Young men a warning by me take and lead not such a life as I.
So it's fare thee well to Waterford and the girls that I
Huh, the way that she moved was like she guided through the breeze
With every step she took she made my poor heart freeze
Sweetness she portrays
Girl
then we snuk upstairs
Step by step with a hint of fear
We got into my room, bitch started to scream
Momma busted in with a fucked up scene
Shirt
racism…
And get money get money get money get
Leave the poor behind they ain't worth shit
Step on people's toes and your morals you forget
Nice Christmas
with you alone.
Little Red Riding Hood
I'd like to hold you if I could
But you might think I'm a big bad wolf so I won't.
What a big heart I have
cucurullo (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Denny walley (slide guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards, vocals)
Peter wolf (keyboards)
Bob harris (keyboards, trumpet,
Yo! Your father was cop no wonder you just a snitch
Growing up without a pops is humbling as it gets
They rumbling up the block they hustling by
these rappers scheming
I leave them bleeding apart
I tried to spit from the heart
But it snows here...
Peter said use bigger words in my verses
And I
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