Lyrics:
5, 4, 5, 4, 3, 2 penguins of the world unite
Strength in numbers, we can get it right
One time!
(We are a part of the rhythm nation)
With Music by
I can see what's coming for me
By the way that it's bending the pines
Brother, me and these eighteen wheels
Are gonna hammer on down the line
happy
Watch the killas drink eight ball
Don't know a damn thing
But his breath stinkin'
Then I ask a question you brother
What the fuck is you
And you can tell by the bodies that are left around
When some clown jumps up to get beat down
Broken down to his very last compound
See how it sounds?
Ayo rob that fellow man
And give me his god damn jewelry nigga
Hell yeah nigga
Strip down, strip buck naked for a nigga
Get that for it nigga
Strip
could bullet proof my niggas
Can't get no jobs, but they still recruitin' niggas
We tryna stand tall when it gets to crucial niggas
Break down
We
nigga
Hell yeah nigga
Strip down, strip buck naked for a nigga
Get that for it nigga
Strip nigga
Yeah
Black on pop nigga
{gunshots}
Man fuck that
dang thing
Pull her to the shoulder and let that steel horse run
I'd be hell on wheels if I had one
Called my brother said how you been
We ain't
could bullet proof my niggas
Can't get no jobs, but they still recruitin' niggas
We tryna stand tall when it gets to crucial niggas
Break down
We
sweet time gettin' me out
If she ain't number one she's in the top two
Of things that I could live without.
Men commit murder and all kinds
Instead of being left in the cold to rot
'Cause he got stopped by a small white rock
I hope in time things change
And that i'm around to see that stage
that you don't know love is there
Lay down your funky weapon, come join us on the floor
Making love and music's the only things worth fighting for
you
And if a shooting star goes by
I'll use that star to write, "I love you"
A thousand times across the sky
One thing isn't very clear, my love
Give it up to this time full of strife
Get down
You might be fucking with the song of life
Extend your deeper senses
There will be no fight
(talk) This jam is dedicated to my brother Winki who is looking down on me from
Heaven Watching my every move as usual....
(chorus)
There but
Give it up to this time full of strife
Get down, you might be fucking with the song of life
Extend your deeper senses, there will be no fight
the things to come?
Check it out
True underground sound from the Boogie Down
Uptown Downtown gather round for the showdown, in they faces
Calling out
things they still ain't even thought of yet
A good homie is hard to come by
But most times you get done by the ones you trust most
So, I gotta
things
They found guy the who did it, he had the lobotomy and the chicken eyes,
And he gazed around the courtroom with a kind of vague surprise
Reminded
the party impressed
You'll only wear it one time, cause the world is mine
I try to address it, but you never get the message
You the water in my life
put E before the D, 'cause that's all you on
You on Pac's dick (bitch), you a replica, guy
If he was still alive, you would never get by (for real)
above you
And if a shooting star goes by
I'll use that star to write "I love you"
A thousand times across the sky
One thing isn't very clear my
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
Don't bother telling me what I got coming in the morning
I already know
I got some feelgood pills and a red Gatorade by my bed
Ready to go
I'm
.jpg/199px-The_Swon_Brothers_(22156089649).jpg "The Swon Brothers")
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