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Sneaking Up on Ya

Fu-Schnickens

CB4 [Original Soundtrack] [LP]

1993

'Yumpin 'Yimminy, Jimminy Crickets-kicks-kicks
some rugged and rough shit like this
Silly wabbit ain't got 'nuff Trix to pick 
but I'll chill instead,

enough of it
Slow dancing, holding my hand
Let the grass be the floor and the crickets be the band

Take me down where the boat meets the water
Where

to the crickets sing
Everything I need is right here by my side

I know everything about you
I don't wanna live without you

I'm only up when you're not down

off a fifty
Hit it (grrt), hit it (grrt), hit it (grrt), hit it (grrt)
Who want the smoke? I don't hear nothin', crickets
Why niggas hate? I don't

yuh zeet?)
Dem head explode like atomic bomb
Nuff gun like Babylon, so we lock dem like Pakistan, cricket
Murder dem what's-it-not
We don't do sorry

bitches like my name is chris brown
Jiminy cricket my blow shoot right up her ass
I want that boom boom pow (oh oh)
Rubbing my balls no crystal round
Ow

Kiss me Already I'm biting my lip just waiting on you so take a little sip do what you gotta do the crickets and the moonlight are giving us the green

the bitch (uh)
Fuck these niggas and these bitches
I come through and it be crickets
I come through and moods be switchin'
I'm the problem, I'm

four of us,
And there are so many more of us
Eldest sons that must succeed.
We know how Caesar conquered Gaul
And how to whack a cricket ball;
Apart

to the music (Oh Man!)
I was the DJ
Legendary moment when
We was feeling connected
Feet in the water feels
Hotter than we expected (Hey!)
Crickets and rippling

a show and leave
The stage we hear the crickets
Hopsin's out his noggin plus I got
The proper gear to win it
I ain't made a million but 2012's
The year

живом.
Кусок мяса на delay'е, свойства джойнта под замком. 

3D cricket, 3D сига, 3D мысль о 3D киске.
Проект саундтрека жизни, спрайт огня сжигает

of their props 
When I rock any facility with artillery like Attila 
You rap with all filler and I'm sure the crickets and fireflies Don't try to dispute

Laba abazi, that Tony ain't shit and I'm Sosa
A bunch of crickets in the night and they don't know about the sport
What boundaries? boy, I got the 6

'til I die, helluva boss
The "o" is silent, I never like when the crickets in my bank account try to speak for me
Know that I've been in Stolas' eyelids

Coming back in the evenings
You leave your mark on my soul
Crickets singing in the summer heat
And I think I’m losing control
Want your body so bad

Sunday Morning

Kevin Bloody Wilson

Your Average Australian Yobbo

1997

to greet the day, oh shit.
I got pissed again the day before watchin' cricket on the telly with me mates,
There was Berne Simmons Matty Kim, Lucky,

Bafana Bafana [Remix; Bonus Track]

La Fouine

La Fouine vs. Laouni

2011

cricket qui te fou a poil broliké
Canardo dans la cour des grand
Banbanlieu sale on entreprend
Ta petite tête est dans mon rétro

Refré la notre est

yeah me trick it
If yuh hear she lick di ball, ah nuh cricket

Wah me need? Just a minute
Nuh bother tell me 'bout di sky, me nah go limit (nah)
Me

the fuckin' (shh)

You hear that? Crickets
It's like when I first did shows, had to open up and ain't sell no tickets
And I only got five, ten, fifteen

you 
Cut off the strings and put me down 
Tell me what I'm missing 
Oh I never listen 
To the crickets on my shoulder 
 
Don't ask me what my name means

youth fi rich
And have a bag of gyal a fuck
Give her cricket, but she lick di ball them
She duck
Haul and pull up, this is a yard man pull
Pull up inna di

give you the roots while yuh sipping on Patrón
When me rock it and me dip and me slap it like a cricket 
And you know me nah go lick it 
Oh stop it,

Kinfolk

Bonaparte

Return of Stravinsky Wellington

2017

light, and the headlights
The sound of the crickets, like a wave
I got one more mile to go

I know, tonight the fireflies reflect in your northern eyes