Lyrics:
like RuPaul, but he’ll like me more,
‘cuz she is what I call my pretty rainbow.
Pretty rainbow, be my friend.
Pretty rainbow, be my friend.
Lyrics by
M--Gary McCracken; L-- Pye DuBois)
Doug Riley: Piano and Synthesizer
Lyrics submitted by Billy Reed. Any other lyrics you see posted all over the net
in the club tryin to duck us (WHAT?)
And if you walk by nigga, I'ma knock fire nigga
from yo' ass, you can come try nigga (HEY!)
In the hood, all
dissin' a
Unofficial that smoke Woolie Thai
I dropped out of Cooley High, gassed up by a cokehead cutie pie
Jungle survivor, fuck who's the live-r
My
He's the guaranteed eternal sanctuary man
Look, look into my mouth he cries
And all the children lost down many paths
I bet my life you'll walk inside
the lyrics right
Yeah anything you want I will be by your side
Right by your side
Right by your side
(Anything that you want)
(Anywhere that you go)
(Anywhere
diverted by this lyric when you hear it
Ricochet any style any day
Any which way and you'll Cherish the Day like Sade
The advanced oratorical techniques I
hard to find
And probably when you find them they'll be by a Dipshit
(There probably shouldn't be lyrics with this song)
But I put them in anyway cause
from experience that they won't roll by,
With a scowl and a frown
We'll keep our peckers down
And prepare for depression and doom and dread,
We're
These are not the words to this song!
It's a totally different song please help
All search engines have the wrong lyrics
I grew up with this album!
from experience that they won't roll by,
With a scowl and a frown
We'll keep our peckers down
And prepare for depression and doom and dread,
We're
backdoor
Catastrophic capabilities
West wing, headed to the bedroom
A diabolic abomination like Bundy
It'll be over soon
Deep darkness permeating
You wake up
the real crazy, psycho sick move the lady
Sunnin' so nothin' shady, kid pass me the three-eighty
By my sack, cock and load it, your world I'ma rock
A brother'll blow this
Another ferocious jam, I smother the ?grossagran?
I hover above the land of lame emcees that don't blow
I'm poppin' the clip and then bo
on by ya
Why ya, want ta, turn off the fire
You can't get higher, when you turn me off and
Aiyyo, pussy stop coughin'
You're wastin' the lingo, soon
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
He's the guaranteed eternal sanctuary man
Look, look into my mouth he cries
And all the children lost down many paths
I bet my life you'll walk inside
of the crop, and the top of the top
The suckers are tryin to stop
The biggeda-, the biggeda-
The boss of the hip-hop
Hop, they'll never come near
They'll never
And when I'm rollin' by
Niggas can't see me
The stares of a million pairs of eyes
And you'll never realize
You can't see me
Been gettin' word that
Whole lotta money
Bet them hoes keep coming
Slime
Wipe your nose
Swear that shit keep running
Church girl on sunday
For the streets
By monday
on by ya
Why ya, want ta, turn off the fire
You can't get higher, when you turn me off and
Aiyyo, pussy stop coughin'
You're wastin' the lingo, soon
TRASH
(2001) - Music & Lyrics: Fabian M. Urchueguia.
(Original Version By Doble Filo - LP “Ensayos 2001” – Spanish Ver. LP “Todo sigue Igual”)
the fuck out the way
I try keeping my sanity by thinking of better times
If I write clever rhymes then maybe I'll climb
But what the hell's success if
I cross the line, I,
Go, just leave me alone,
I'll get by on my own,
This whole world is our's,
So let's take it.
Scrape the plate
Trust
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