Lyrics:
how the hell I keep on flowin
On, they wonderin how I've lastin long
It's the bong that I smoke, by the palm wit don
Aow, that make ya want to sing
I
THE KIDS!
[Chorus:]
Thanks for the letter that you sent
Reminding me not to give in!
"Dear Punk Rock Star:
I'm just kidding - but I like to call you that
find
Someone like you to come by (You rocked my world)
You rocked my world, you know you did (Girl)
And everything I own I give (I want you, girl)
and rock chick stockings
Now die
It's all about evil raps and weapons
Money and sluts and gats strapped by the intestines
(Hook x2)
(Instrumental til fade)
at school was finally setting in - yeah...
Till the day he found a place to go
With the OTHER PUNK ROCKERS AT THE PUNK ROCK SHOW!
Shoulder to shoulder with
you
And to this day I rock you
You're my girl
And you're the one that's always been around
When I needed love you held me tight
You kissed me through
tickets to the next show?"
Hell no (what's witchyou?!) you for real?!
Hey yo, now that I'm a fly guy, and I fly high
Niggas want to know why: why I fly by
[Benzino]:
Now we gon burn this right here
Ay yo dim the lights down
Yeah yeah
We gon let the track talk to em
Fly cars pretty hos rocks on my arm
every lyric down
She loves to hear them say
She's got the greatest ears in town
Hangs around a studio
Ain't a rock star she don't know
Sometimes
The eight commandment, says thou shall not steal
Help police, I'm being robbed
By some corns on the car, that need to get a fuckin real job
The Mob rocks more
Hey, I battle any day
And any hour, any minute, any second
And any album, any single, any record
Cause what I'm sayin is this: I rock you anytime
I make
I was born in Lil' Rock
Had a childhood sweetheart
We were always hand in hand
I wore hightop shoes and shirt tails
Suzy was in pig tails
I know I
the shit
Misery love company man but you know what?
I'm gettin the fuck up on out of here, ba-by, bet that
I ain't gonna deal with that bullshit no
Teri yakimoto..
From tokyo..she came here for 90 days
By foreign exchange..
Teri yakimoto she barely speak my language
She's a genius with
in?.
Back door Sally hey open up that door
I know your in there I can hear rock and roll
I can hear you dancing in the hall all by yourself
Are you
other level
And this time we'll go nationwide
(Yo, but what about the doubters?)
Yo man, I know we got some doubters
But eh, why don't you rock some
choose to pack a black 22
By my waistline, buckin' your whole crew
I step through, and represent Black Moon
First, before I kick a verse, I puff a bag
Got a thing or two I want to say
Gonna rock you down if your in my way
Don't want no peace or love and kindness
All I really ever need is
gotta say a
Poppa gotta brand new bag when I rock
'Cause niggaz on the corner sellin' shit out the ziplock
Uh, but me and my niggaz sit back and relax
on this rush provided my wrong
Cops try to put a stop to my art and hip hop
But they knock what we rock we got the streets locked
Juras don mix with
tragically
But their thirst for victory is still alive
And breathers through these ancient rocks corroded
By the fury of the wind
Their pride now rides
on the television said
He said the king of rock' n roll was dead
And in the spooky television light
She said, "Don't ever forget this night."
I was fucking Wendy
please
That's what punk rock is to me
No restrictions no rules
No regulations no law
No restrictions no rules
No regulations you fools
Make your own
All the time watchin you smellin' good
Walkin by, can I get a hey or a hi
Baby I want to know your name
Second your game, third you're independent
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