Lyrics:
No cars driving by with the boomin' systems,
No prison coz non of us would be in 'em,
No one would be advertisng that rap to our children.
Sure there
truffles, rutabagas, and roots of all sorts. Put yourself in their place...you'da been mean too!
When Jesse James was a lad he killed many-a man. He robbed
If I had my way
If I had my way
If I had my way
I would tear this building down
Well you read about Samson, oh from his birth
He was
to blast out, but I did anyway
That young punk had to pay
So I just killed a man
Here is something you can't understand
(How I could just kill a man)
that you'll be mine
In no other arms entwined
Down beside where the waters flow
Down by the banks of the Ohio
I started home tween twelve and one
I
how you doin'?)
I just got back into town
(L.A.?)
I was out on the desert for awhile (riders on the storm)
Yeah, um, in the middle of it (riders
And don't slip on a banana peel
Because you will get killed
By the guerrilla (guerrilla)
I'm a gorilla (guerrilla)
By the guerrilla (guerrilla)
I
tu comprennes, puisque tu dis m'aimer tant que ça
Désormais nous sommes trois, lui toi et moi
It's a shaggy kind of story
Would I tell you if I
But first, I'd like you to meet my friend Bob (huh?)
Say hi, Bob (hi, Bob) Bob's thirty and still lives with his mom
And he don't got a job, 'cause
Silent violence, created this sin
Killed by the stress
The demon within
Silent violence
Just have to let go
Broke all the rules of the game
I
But first, I'd like you to meet my friend Bob (huh?)
Say hi, Bob (hi, Bob) Bob's thirty and still lives with his mom
And he don't got a job, 'cause
THE BASTARDS GET YOU DOWN
Mining roads
Killing farmers
Burning down schools full of children
Fighting communism
Chorus:
And I've just got to wonder what
(intro)
one two three four...here
(verse one)
Up in the Bronx where the people are fresh
There was one Dj who had to pass
I'm gonna write a little letter,
Gonna mail it to my local DJ.
Oh hey it's a jumpin' little record
I want my jockey to play.
Roll over Beethoven,
Faut que tu comprennes, puisque tu dis m'aimer tant que ?a
Desormais nous sommes trois, lui toi et moi
It's a shaggy kind of story
Would I tell you
I asked my love to take a walk
Just to walk a little ways
And as we walked along we talked
All about our wedding day
Only say that you
I'm gonna write a little letter,
Gonna mail it to my local DJ.
Oh hey it's a jumpin' little record
I want my jockey to play.
Roll over Beethoven,
you know?
No one know you, I’m in
Your city like a mayor, ho
I lead by example
Your whole life I dismantle
Don’t tell a soul what we did
Just keep it
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
the music just for you
So you can do the extra crazy Biz Mark dance too
Or even do the dance made up by yourself
As long as you're in good phy-sical health
I saw him by the dj
The way he danced was cool
They said I stood no chance
They called me little fool
Well here I am before you
And all your friends
me begin about heroin
Living six feet deep just ain't the move
We're giving you soul power
I like it sweet and sour
When it comes to rhymes and beat
We ain't got to talk about his conversate
Baby by the way I touch you, you know what I'm saying
Oh, oh, oh, ridin' slow
Oh, oh, oh
I'm just
when the occasion is risen to by champions,
you know what I'm sayin'?
Let this speak for itself and handle me accordingly.
When you see me nigga, it
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