Lyrics:
Artist: Will Smith f/ Tra-Knox
Will:
Ugh, Ugh, I'm comin' (echoes)...
...Watch ya back, I'm comin...
[Man (singing):]
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Chillin' in the spot in my B-Boy stance
Don't make this four-fifth kick like
Bruce Lee roy pants
You know I'm smarter than Spock
For Leonard Nimoy fans
So
Uh! Backwards!
c'mon! c'mon! c'mon! (c'mon!)
Oh no, struck by greased lightning
F'ed by the same last name, you know what?
China ain't never givin
Push, (You know what it is) Money over broads you got
it f**k bush (someone had to speak about it)
(chorus)
Hoo hoo ha ha war war what is it good
(Loiterstein -Tiziana-Gadilo)
EL AMOR HACE PASAR EL TEIMPO (LA VIDA PASA FELIZMENTE) por LUIS
( F. Thomas-R.Vincent-J Rivat-Nemo)
SOLO TU SOLO YO por TOTO
Oh,oh
(Chorus x2)
Should I push her in the bush
(Push 'er in the bush,)
Should I take her downtown
(Push 'er in the bush,push 'er in the bush
Wilson, Harding, Coolidge, Hoover, Franklin Roosevelt.
Elected four times!
Truman, Eisenhower, John F. Kennedy, Johnson, and Nixon.
I Resigned!
Ford,
Harding
Calvin Coolidge
Herbert Hoover
Franklin Delano Roosevelt
Harry Truman
Dwight D. Eisenhower
John F. Kennedy
Lyndon Johnson
Richard Nixon
Gerald Ford
Harding
Calvin Coolidge
Herbert Hoover
Franklin Delano Roosevelt
Harry Truman
Dwight D. Eisenhower
John F. Kennedy
Lyndon Johnson
Richard Nixon
Gerald Ford
N**** f*** yo couch, n**** n**** f*** yo couch!
Shoes cost more than that s*** anyway
Any day, when the semi spray, better penetrate
Brat! Better duck
as long as I get one
and have some fun before the night is done so I
jet upstairs, make sure they're ready
Call Wiz, T-Roy, Nik Dane Chris and Eddie F
on my nerves type ridiculous
I guess I really gotta do it
Put my game down
?????? f***ing blew it
Put my name down
And it seems you f***ed up like
up your facial like your boy Roy
In his prime, eat food, dinnertime
Jr. Gong pass the Guinness, handle business, black velvet sippers
Females never
mayhem we keep your bush in fear terrorist assassins of creative gardening f**king up your hedge here's what we sing
Jesse Jackson
Instead of laggin we coulda been passin
Eddie F on the fade mix, the Boyz with the dance tricks
Dre with the management, Heav' D with
hard
And if the food ain't on the stove I hunt for it
But in the meantime you can call me young Roy
Jones Jr. fighting the drugs and gun charge
Shit,
You & Die - Dead By Wednesday
Michael Modeste, Christian F. Lawrence, Rob Roy
Years since the hurt building this wall
They climbed and they
Beatdown & Broken - Dead By Wednesday
Michael Modeste, Christian F. Lawrence, Rob Roy
Hay makers in all directions
I crave the taste when I lay ya'
Darwin's Demise - Dead By Wednesday
Michael Modeste, Christian F. Lawrence, Rob Roy
Father, even you could not foresee Your precious monkeys
You & Die (acoustic) - Dead By Wednesday
Michael Modeste, Christian F. Lawrence, Rob Roy
Years since the hurt building this wall
They climbed
(Un) Ftw - Dead By Wednesday
Michael Modeste, Christian F. Lawrence, Rob Roy
The media's a terrorist
Engineer of fear to the people
Intimidated
Manimal - Dead By Wednesday
Michael Modeste, Christian F. Lawrence, Rob Roy
Wipe away the fucking dust of generations before
We're starin' at our
of licorice
And threw my sticker books in a picker bush
I wanna kick his tush, but I was six and shook
This f- was twelve and was six foot, with a vicious
F what you heard man, see me in person
You know I'm fly, you know I'm fly, you know I'm fly
Even your girlfriend and all her girlfriends
You know
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