Lyrics:
voodoo
The kid was just crass, he was the nazz
With God given ass
He took it all too far but boy could he play guitar
Making love with his ego Ziggy
voodoo
The kid was just crass, he was the nazz
With God given ass
He took it all too far but boy could he play guitar
Making love with his ego Ziggy
Lench Mob n****s are the craziest
So you and your boys are a** out
When I'm rollin' in a seven deuce gla** house
The Mob ain't nothing but
And waste your life away
Around the world or around the block
Everywhere I go the kids wanna rock
Get me my d.j.
I got somethin' he's gotta play
Wanna
at the Bellagio?
Whoa, oh oh, oh oh
Or are you teaching little kids how to rock 'n roll?
Whoa, oh oh, oh oh
Did you get weighed down by your heart of gold?
on relationships
How many kids is it
Where do I work, what do I do
What makes me deserve a woman like you
I work hard, play hard
Lace soft but stay hard
I'll
me for all my sinnin'
I'm doin' it for my kids, I'ma keep winnin'
My son 11 years old, already talkin' millions
By the time he 18, he on his own
Yeah, I like it when the girls
Stop by in the summer
Do you remember?
Do you remember
When we met, last summer?
New Kids On The Block
Had
Caught in the middle
Carol, we're middle class
We're middle aged
We were wild in the old days
Birth of rock 'n roll days
Now your kids are
the dizope
While me and Xzibit was ballin' by cizoast
I'm the black Slim Shady so don't try to play me
Turn a six into a Bentley and drive em' crazy
Roll
the struggle
You know what I'm sayin'?
It's all good, baby baby (check it)
It was all a dream, I used to read Word Up! Magazine (uh-huh)
Salt-N
them sharks
You don't know bout go and make a play gotta worry bout them narcs
Since a kid I had real guns I ain't play with them nerf darts
Used
the old man down,
He never doubted that the rumor was real.
But there the old man stood by the store front,
With his white cane hanging from his belt.
tonight
We rollin', whip stolen, AK loaded
I'm down to ride tonight
We smokin', straight loc'n, locked and loaded
Somebody gon' die tonight
This is
put Tecca N9na in the Sorado
[Chorus]
That's real
People act a different way with me
I feel don't nobody wanna play with me
And that's ill cause they
What you play and what you are, exchangable and rich. Punkrock is a bitch
Punkrock's dead. No future. Rock n roll will gona die
Just recycling the same
I remember I was eight years old
With a blank tape waiting by the radio
Come on, man, play Back in Black
I wanna play it back on repeat
I
let's take a ride
On the Alphabet Adventure side by side
From A to Z we'll learn and play
With each letter's sound we'll find our way!
E is for elephant
a T-O-R-N-A-D-O, a T-O-R-N-A-D-O
He was a T-O-R-N-A-D-O, a T-O-R-N-A-D-O
Everyday walking to school
Trees were falling all around his feet
Trying hard to play by
kids would think about me
(Damonie, King, Major, Messiah, Déjà, Neke Neke)
Yeah, aye aye
Now I don't know whatchu been told about me
(I don't know what
with De La Soul
Act bold, and we knock you straight up in the hole
You know what I'm sayin' six feet deep
That's the way that we keep, rollin'
You know
bugs -
With agent Zyklon be -
Oh please -
I hate the kids -
I hate their clothes -
I hate their stupid looks -
When I play my rock-n-roll -
And I
want to kill us will they run up?
Come kill me hater, murder with the ak.
Play our, play our see Town, all the way through T Town.
Northcoast keep
burning down,
On a day like this.
The evening comes,
And we're hanging out,
On the front step and a car goes by,
With the windows rolled down.
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