Lyrics:
wink her eye
When she talks to them
When she walks with them
This is what they'll cry
Does your mother know you're out Cecilia?
Does she know that
to your basement and listen (you're gonna fuckin' check this out)
Lesson three, get a job at a label, switch demos with Canibus
And put yours
to your basement and listen (you're gonna fuckin' check this out)
Lesson three, get a job at a label, switch demos with Canibus
And put yours
you look out of your window
Tell me what do you see
If it's a world without a father
Then you're looking at me
It takes a whole nation
To help me
Oh the reason they shot Pancho Villa
Was he danced on his mother's mantilla
And the message did not reach Garcia
He was out somewhere dancing
think you're Tom Sawyer
'Til I pull you out the fuckin' storybook and stomp on ya
Fuckin' fictitional characters and fairytales
Prepare yourself for
your own company
The Technicolor worlds going by
But you're the lead in your own movie
Cos in the Liberty of Norton Folgate
Walking wild and free
In your
If they say why, why
Tell them that it's human nature
Why, why, does he do me that way
You rocked my world, you know you did
And everything I own
naturally
You don't have to know how to read or write
When you're out with a feller in the pale moonlight
You don't have to look in a book to find
What
talking bout?)
Scaling your friends and also your foes
What's the matter with you boy? (Ain't nothing wrong with me, mother)
You big galoot (huh?), you
hands
I said, "I hate your father, it's so hard not to strike him"
She said, "You know I love you because you're so much like him"
And so I'd go
okay?
Will you tell us that you're okay?
There's a sound at the window
Then he struck you a crescendo, Annie
He came into your apartment
Left
get fatter and fatter
I'll do the funk in your face and it slaps ya
How does it feel with the face full of funk
With the bass in your trunk, weed
misunderstood
By yourself too
Oh Prima Donna can we all come out to play
Oh Prima Donna does it have to be your way
The rules have always been made
Out to be
move,
And choose the course you're running.
Down at the edge, round by the corner,
Not right away, not right away.
Close to the edge, down by a river,
baby, let me take pictures
Skin, sin, wait do you know whose pool you're in?
Beaches in Brazil, steaks on a grill
Your body is a weapon that you can't
your listeners, what does Eazy-E think of himself?
Bad and bold, you can't get with this
Those that tried, you're on my shit list
Can't be caught,
sad today
I don't wanna go out tonight
I wanna be right here, right by your side
While all the people are cruel, you're an hour away
Don't feel like
mother know you're out tonight?
You're just sixteen you're on the loose
Your innocence is no excuse
Your mother thinks you're sweetness
You're Daddy's
a rusty screwdriver, blaow (I'll fuckin')
I'll fuckin', I'll fuckin' hang you by your fuckin' dick
Off the fuckin twelve story building out this
Consistently hounded by you MC pests
If you really want to learn from me
Don't waste time in burnin' me
'cause ignorance and inexperience does not concern
the Boogie Man)
Boogie Woogie Woogie Woogie Wu (mom! Dad! ah, ah)
(Does the Boogie Man really exist?)
Well, is your mother a bald-headed freak bitch? Yes
but I'm aggy
Cause she got an over-bite
I got your baby's mother
Movin' motherloads of Coke
For Louis Vuitton name belts, bags and coats
Homie we rich
I see people hating other people
Tell me what's the reason
That your kid is hungry, you ain't got no money
What's the reason?
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