Lyrics:
this mischief making it don't make no sense to me
Let Yahweh have his ways me
Uhn
Nigga act like you know i know shit
Don't be putting me on no hoe shit
Rose is late for tea
She's been making mischief naughty as can be
She's been making mischief
When will papa see?
She's been making mischief in
You never grow out of mischief making
You never grow out of taking
You never grow out of complicating
When simple things are waiting
But I'm
can't sweep it under the rug
What you want nothing's ever enough
All I want is the love she just wanted to fuck
Mischief making she fakes it all to be
like a puppeteer
Moving me around, making mischief here
Move me up and down
Move me left to right
Making my decisions
I really need to fight
The jester
knew that you were gone
But I came back
I came back
Brothers, inseparable, two rabble rousing boys
Dreaming all the new mischief and making all
Long about midnight up on Chigger Hill
Making mischief in the moonlight
Just looking for a thrill
Then the lights were coming and they're
them days we was brawling now we got niggas running fast no jogging
Yea bro got away in a stick shift misunderstood they was calling us mischief
Been
Creating mischief and making war (abajanai )
Defend me from my enemies oh Jah
The edens they have raised so high
Lord, protect me, deliver me, cover me
Long about midnight up on Chigger Hill
Making mischief in the moonlight
Just looking for a thrill
Then the lights were coming and they're
saviour
Making mischief
Used to make my day
Subsequently
Accidentally
I put my fist
Through a windowpane
Bad! Bad! Bad! Bad! Behavior
Bad! Bad!
Drowning in here drowning in this
Hypnotise terrible eyes
Making mischief mischief makes me
Standing more than nine feet tall I am so small so small
the summer rain, and it's fine with me
Walking with your great-grandfather's daughter,
Somehow we were always late for tea,
And small boys making mischief
ride in on a Harley Davidson?
Would he run interference-
Making mischief behind the stadium?
Was he stuck in a line?
Where you pay through the nose for
(It's KV)
(Yeah)
Motherfuckers, it's the Kid, but they used to dub him different (Yeah)
Took a minute in the lab with a pad making mischief
Running
of all the wild things
I am making mischief
Of one kind and another
She calls me “wild thing”
My desperate mother
Roll your terrible eyes, gnash your
You and me
We were only children
Making mischief from the magic of the land
Dirty knees
Limbs a lovely tangle
Underneath the great oak table fast
Hey little pigs, just sitting in the castle, all alone when your Mom's away
What are you doing there? Making mischief?
Can't be trusted on your own
you knew everything
About me
There was to know
But now that I look back
I don't know anything
About you
Nothing you told
You were bent on making
of fumes
I know my mind is making mischief
I don't know how to fix it
There are babies in these Tress, let's make our move
You better believe in what you
And I don't really care if you ever get better
They say that you'll miss this
But you're out making mischief
Said you need to know yourself
Somehow
happen and reach this
Make banging beats like Bomb Squad and
Diving deep in the peachfish
Maybe my name is Tom Robbins
Making mischief like hobgoblins
Now
corners
Of my imaginations
cnd found aliens there
I saw the big monster
I saw the what ifs
Making mischief in there
The same wearisome thread
cs the names
the case of the zeppelin.
That blade was the cause of many a prang
In the early days of stick and string.
I am the gremlin.
I was there.
Making mischief in
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