Lyrics:
Ghostface (yo, yo who's the boss when it comes to these songs?)
Ghostface (I can't hear y'all!)
Ghostface! (A little louder)
Ghostface
Yo,
Hey hey hey hey
Turn it up a lil please
We need to practice our kickball change
Left left left right left
Well the girls round here, they ain't
This sandbox blows
When I was little we had everything, the world on a string
I'd dig a hole for fun and see how many rocks I could bring
Pretending I
BITCH, run yo' Nike's, give me your shoes!
Hit y'all, thought you knew I'm the shit dog
That's what you get for rolling all hard in kickball, fucker!
we hide behind bombs
Dropped on innocent moms
Ignoring gun control and dropping stocks
Senate majority leaders opposing '57 Little Rock
While we
a party goin on)
[Vinnie]
Once again it's on it's been awhile since you heard the style
Yes it took a little time but now we worth your
we hide behind bombs
Dropped on innocent moms
Ignoring gun control and dropping stocks
Senate majority leaders opposing '57 Little Rock
While we
little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered eighties.
But I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge, but I was there.
I was there.
little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered eighties.
But I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge, but I was there.
I was there.
little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered eighties.
But I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge, but I was there.
I was there.
with memories and associations, leaving the stark Prescient taste of awe upon
Our thought streams
She gripped my hand, the scratched, dulled wedding band
we hide behind bombs
Dropped on innocent moms
Ignoring gun control and dropping stocks
Senate majority leaders opposing '57 Little Rock
While we
We never been woke
Any cock crowing we shot with catapult
It was quiet foggy (Foggy)
Last night a mad drunk had come by me
And the few association
Rock star
Cuban Link
Bad Bitch
Super Freak
New Flame, Brought it to the streets (Woop)
Aye Aye
Make the stock jump (Jump)
Make the block shake
billing you MPCs little
Will he do that can he do this
Don't interrupt while im getting tht bag
Whole different person when im with tht cash
i dont really
Get these goofy ass rappers out the studio
I'm done with 'em
The squad roll up like a snare then the drum hit 'em
And if he gotta little kick we'll
Esoteric, we're gonna play a little game
I'm gonna give you a word, you tell me exactly what comes to mind
Cool, let's go
Brain - tumor, suede -
all mustard
With no originality, cats is pitifully wack
With little league raps over t ball tracks
Listen, simple and plain
Y'all outta pocket like
Order in the Court
Here ye, here ye, here ye
Step forward, Beachfront Vinny
The surf rock fraud charges before me
The High Surf Council Association
fall in love with somebody else
Or you form an association with somebody else
And you trust them, they may as a matter of fact not fulfill your
erected
I rappity-w(Rap)-it-up like contraceptives... but-I'm
Unprotected, spreading my brain-child: procreation
I'm guilty and NOT by association
off the counter
I bet you'll probably get a bean
Can't you see
I've got a little bit of an addiction
I'll admit it
That's the first step if you gon fix
the pressure of the
Earth sittin' amongst the dead
Away from life and far behind death
This is a test this is a test of the
National Broadcasting Association
Order in the Court
Here ye, here ye, here ye
Step forward, Beachfront Vinny
The surf rock fraud charges before me
The High Surf Council Association
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