Search results for 'Mouse N' Keyboard'

keyboard killer
Keyboard killer, Keyboard killer

Red G-A-N-G with me, you know what's up
(bitch that's gang)
I was runnin' 'round in the
Streets before this

Hit the keyboard, hit the keyboard
Even when inside your head there is a bee horde
Yeah, hit the keyboard, hit the mouse
And your issues will be all

Ham 'N' Eggs

A Tribe Called Quest

People's Instinctive Travels and the Paths of Rhythm

1990

I don't eat no ham n' eggs, 'cause they're high in cholesterol
A yo, Phife do you eat em? No, Tip do you eat em?
Uh huh, not at all(again)
I don't

I don't eat no ham n' eggs
Cuz they're high in cholesterol
Ay yo, Phife do you eat em?
(No, Tip do you eat em?)
Uh uh, not at all (Again)
I don't eat

days i would wake up N' wish i was still in a dream
Used to wish for more things, Now i just sit down N' count all blessings
Come with the team, You know

my stash it's the same song
Cat n' mouse, with the pigs yeah it's game on
Before they lights turn on when I take off
Like a jet, yeah bet but I stay

No Mickey Mouse no nonsense
Bruk off yuh back like Konshens
Ik word vals als ik merk dat je jong bent
Dj once again no longdengs
No Mickey Mouse no

C' èst qu' tote li famile aveût v'nou dès d'mèy doûs dè costé dèl Moûse
Is-alît fé fèstin d' Baltazår po Mat-Salé, on radjôni qui n'èst nin co po l'

salt in the game

Invested cheese in the mouse who sent pork into fame

Now you hear my name being screamed on the ride of life

It's too late to get

Panty Rap

Frank Zappa

Tinseltown Rebellion

1981

how about thi
Is is a college community, right? 'how about wearing, w-e-are-e-I-n-g never mind. arthur barrow on bass; bob harris on keyboards, high

The Smuggling Continue
Eek A Mouse and Torchmann

Immer der Sonne nach wohin ist egal
Mit dem Fuss auf dem Pedal
Schwer wie'n Stein der Schwarze

Mouse in hand, keyboard in repair
Woah, Bendan in a chair
Bendan in a chair

Oh, you've got to hold on, ready or not
You wear jeans through the night like

star hotel, rated
Best by the Town Mouse
Our twenty twenty twenties on the house
Welcome to Charlie's Pub n' Grill
Can I take your order, get your

out my big cuz slaughter (Cuzzy)

Weekdays pasta n lobster
Never been a mouse I was more like a mobster (like Tony)
Trilly never been to the oscars
I

The head of the cornerstone
I struck a perfect balance
Between corporate n' gangstaling
Eating lobster n' caviar
Is why my doodoo don't stink
I'm a boss in

On god n' them I don't care
Beware our 30, don't care
I'll put you here, then leave you there
Whole squad be everywhere
Pull up on you derriere
No rest

On the Grind Homie

Chamillionaire

Mixtape Messiah, Vol. 4

2008

on the net, saying Chamillionaire ain't the best
Get off the D, get off the I and let your keyboard figure the rest
Cause I impress my own self, and only

Sex

Frank Zappa

Have I Offended Someone?

1997

soprano)
Ike willis (vocals)
Bobby martin (keyboards, saxophone, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards)
Arthur barrow (keyboards, bass, micro bass, rhythm

Kola

The Rasmus

Playboys

1997

with me,
I'm heading to a place where I can get the sun on my face.
I'm leaving my house n' my mouse
N' all my stuff 'cause I've had enough, yah!
I

Mr. Keyboard cowboy!
He puts it on Facebook, so it must be true.
He's a mighty big man, with his mouse in his hand and he's coming after me and you.

wields mouse and keyboard, awaiting the call
Trained in deadly arts, emotionless face
The top of the comments forever his place

Ascending through

Drowning Witch

Frank Zappa

Ship Arriving Too Late to Save a Drowning Witch

Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Ike willis (guitar, rhythm guitar, vocals)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Bobby martin (keyboards, saxophone, vocals)

you approachin' me my nigga, then that mean yo' ass went n' just opened the gate (Bitch)
You opened the gate, I don't wanna fuck wit' you nigga
That

you keyboard warriors
Throw hate but yet they follow ya
Chat shit But I do not care 
Your a troll and I love your hair 

Shout out all you keyboard