Lyrics:
concerned by some wayward teens
Headed by shredder, they were anything but good
Misguided, unloved, they called them, the foot
They could terrorize and be
Rapidly before your back hits three
You get punched slapped smacked and kicked with a quick
Ke-yah I'm a ninja master kickin' kickin'
Ninjitsu hya-tah
three short blows
All that still is best inside
The full when the wall
And you don't even know
All I Have to Do is Kill Her [Repeat: x3
dreams
'cause she was cornered by some wayward teens.
Headed by Shredder, they were anything but good.
Misguided, unloved, they called 'em "the foot
gonna fuckin' make me miss the game
It goes, one, two, three, four
Rush room, C4
Need more bleach, breathe more (yo, I said)
Reach for ether, either
tree
We gotta save this world-starting with your land."
It was a rock 'n' roll millionaire from the USA
Doing three to the gallon in a big white car
Then I painted a three-foot slab of pine: "Here lies poor Bill MacKie",
And I hung it up on my cabin wall and I waited for Bill to die.
Years passed
dreams
'cause she was cornered by some wayward teens.
Headed by Shredder, they were anything but good.
Misguided, unloved, they called 'em "the foot
dreams
'cause she was cornered by some wayward teens.
Headed by Shredder, they were anything but good.
Misguided, unloved, they called 'em "the foot
done
Takes a feeling inside us all
Continue out with just one push in my mouth
But you're so close now
And you're so close now
All i have to do is three
on, again and again
Uh, Uh
Takin tert da ninja out da getto (the getto)
But not the getto out da ninja, give me life for 3 rocks
But I won't
dreams
'cause she was cornered by some wayward teens.
Headed by Shredder, they were anything but good.
Misguided, unloved, they called 'em "the foot
loves to play football
Hijacked helicopter helped him scale the wall
Scipped the hill from rivals who prayed upon the poor
He don't sell bananas,
check my op die fokken straate (Yo)
Jy check my in fokken larny restaurant (We’re very fancy)
Yo, jy check my op page 3 van Die Son
Yo, die fokken Ninja
Catch me in the wildest beefs, I bring bombers
Bearded like Talibans, booted, my black ninjas'll
come through, tuxedos on with the gold llamas
wit' us, I'll put a foot up yo ass
Collect calls from the pen so I catch it in the kitchen
The homie say, send him naked pictures of bitches
And if
Why ninjas cannot fuck wit' me (Let's go)
Feudal Lord wit' cavalry
Oda Nobunaga my saga move quick with strategy (Three steps ahead)
Try embarkin'
of twiztid wraps
Make you feel like you got
Hit by a basеball bat
This ain't nothin but the real
What you know bout that
Think I'm about to get peeled
Like
we
F**k with my crew you go the cemetary (Ha!!!!)
Haters wanna war, war with we
F**k with my crew you go down six foot deep (Ha!!!!)
[Verse 1:]
that he's flipped his lid
'cause he wears high heels and a snow-white trousseau
Five foot three yet he stands so tall
And on the ground his feet are
a ride
Just get in line
Hand by your heart
Like memorize
Ask God please
Could you energize?
Beam on up
To the Enterprise
From the inner-city
buy a tract of moonlight
I hear you creak, given away by an older, wiser floor
Mirror image, you and me, a wall between us, more
Call it a whim, call it
darkness, it lurches, driven by death itself
Only the satisfaction of slaughter will cause it to return to
To the darkness from which it came
Boogie
too
Yeah, which course we gonna use, lets try the Deep Forest
I heard that was fly
Three! Two! One! Let's go!
Foot to the pedal and the pedal
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