Lyrics:
[ cool Moe Dee ] We are the Raiders
[ L.A. Sunshine ] Of the Lost Art (8x)
[ Treacherous Three ]
This is a funky expedition, a mission, I had
can't tell what it is
But I take a look
And now I'm sorry I did
5:30 on a Friday night
Thirty three good people cut down
I don't believe anymore
I
put it in my batter, it will make my batter bitter"
She sells sea shells by the sea shore
The shells she sells are surely seashells, she'll seashore
the vibe and let it flow
(let it flow)
Move your feet and let it show
(let it show)
Dance all night Oh-oh-oh
(oh-oh-oh)
[Verse 3] Step by step You
the vibe and let it flow
(let it flow)
Move your feet and let it show
(let it show)
Dance all night Oh-oh-oh
(oh-oh-oh)
[Verse 3] Step by step You
La, la, la, la, la
We are beautiful in this mirror
We are beautiful in this mirror
The most incredible vision
The most miraculous sight
By far
hoein' ain't no fun (but I can prove it!)
You ain't got no ambition
Gone fishin,'
By a shady, wady pool (shangri-la! really la!)
I'm wishin'
I could
Down by the river if you get the shivers, Ill put it around you
Were makin them memories in the moonlight and red wine, vinyl static
Three words, two
It's been said by those who ponder
That it surely is a sign
That a life touched by the stars
Is now running out of time
And that somewhere in that
the lap of luxury it comes to mind
Is this headboard hard? Am I a lap behind?
But to face doom in a sock-stenched room all by myself
Is the kind of fate
The international asshole
Who complain about what he is owed?
And throw a tantrum like he is 3 years old
You gotta love it though somebody still speaks from his
eyes but you're still shining in my head
Oh Ivy, Ivy
You eat me away every night everyday
My dreams are nightmares like heads are tails
I can see
you're here by my side
You're as close to me as two is to three
And the door is still open to my heart
(I'm not ashamed to cry)
(It's better than
Oh, baby, you don't get turned on by the radio
Oh, baby, you got nothing to play on your stereo
"Why don't the Beatles get back together?"
"Why
and D-R-E
A real nigga from the motherfucking L.B.C.
I just look like this, I stay down for the twist
I'm real with this, deep as abyss
I gave you
There are twenty-three hours that I can get by
But the twenty-fourth hour is the one when I cry
I pray that it won't come, but it comes anyhow
Well, they're hanging Joe Bean this morning, for killing a man in Arkansas.
Funny thing about it, Joe Bean has never been to Arkansas.
On top of that, Joe
on the porch last night
A huggin' and a kissin' till it got daylight
Her pa said get him and I had to dance
A bull dog had me by the seat of the pants
I don't
trimmer
Too and, by the way
Your diamond ring is cubic zirconium
I killed your goldfish accidentally
Just replaced it with another one
These are my
the knife twist the knife
Over and over and over and over
And over and over
It was in your voice
It was in your eyes
It was in your body
It was in
shit, pop that pussy like a zit
I go by the name Lil Tunechi
Your girl is a groupie
And nigga, you's a square
And I will twist you like a Rubix
Will you tell me somethin' Mr Lumberjack is it one for forward and three for back
Is it two for stop or four for go boy ask a whistle punk I don't know
outdo us
If we are holdin' to the Master's hand
Three Hebrew children in days of old
Were marched into the fiery coals
'Cause they would not deny
Beatin' on the ding dong all day long
I go around just singing this song
I got a gal, maybe two or three
Beatin' on the ding dong don't bother me
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