Lyrics:
the one, who was plottin' to rob you
The fear of this beatdown, no women or no cash to floss
Makes most of y'all hustle ya ass off
From nothin to two
brain dance
Watch my brain dance
Rubber shoes, a dirty sock
Plastic toes and it's my pet rock
And this song is very silly and it makes no sense
We can have
A little fun and play
As longs as we never forget
How to stop and pray!
If you've been set
On partying 'til your head is numb
I told my girls
Today's the day
Gonna get it, get it
Going, going swing your way
Gonna hold my breath and dive right in
Come on
Let the fun
You make lots of money
selling sex to survive
thinking you are a big shot
you dont care if they are children
you dont care if they are boys
so
Home is fine...i guess.
It's not fun, but it's not dull.
I sometimes feel like my life isn't empty,
But it sure isn't full.
Music's neat...i guess.
is locked, you can't get out
Said the voice of malice
Here I am, trapped inside, under glass, the fun palace
Creepy crawlers, sidewalk maulers,
of grandeur and such {*brrrr, brrrrr!*}
Yeah man, yo we gotta tell 'em whassup
[Eon]
Now go make a record, and go rob a bank
Now you got Cool see-itis to thank
Now that you've gotten older son
And all that funs but dead and gone
Remember that bridge they sold you?
Well, let me tell you another one
Load up on guns, bring your friends
It's fun to lose and to pretend
She's over-bored and self-assured
Oh no, I know a dirty word
Hello, hello,
deck, yo, improvement
Smash and blast the shit, I'm doper than math
That makes you level through the devil
And never surpass
The stakes is hot, like
I've seen the world, been to many places
Made lots of friends, many different races
I've had such fun around the world it's true
African skies
the wave make you surely
Shock them, thanking people that we should've
Knocked down on the ground
I'm all in pieces I'm going out of my head
I
wouldn't worry none
While you and your friends are worryin''bout me, I'm havin' lots of fun
[Chorus]
Countin' flowers on the wall, that don't bother me
everything and go have some fun
And the same goes for me, but lately
You know lately
There's somethin' ?bout a Sunday mornin' breeze
A church bell
Are you comin home wit a nigga or what?
A
[chorus] (Lil' Zane) & a female
(I just want to have some fun tonight)
Sorry baby but you ain't gettin none
Load up on guns, bring your friends
It's fun to lose and to pretend
She's over-bored and self-assured
Oh no, I know a dirty word
Hello, hello,
Load up on guns, bring your friends
It's fun to lose and to pretend
She's over-bored and self-assured
Oh no, I know a dirty word
Hello, hello,
rhyme
In '92 I let the Cage outta Alex
Through college radio demonstrate the fist, fuck the love ballads
Summon demons in my ad libs, fun triplin'
it'll sure be fun
In a liberating way
It's best to save
The freeform until we're done
A sick jump through a filtered lense
Sure would make us one
Let it
If you see me with another girl
Seeming like I'm having fun
Although she may be cute
She's just a substitute
Because you're the permanent one
stealing all our money
And desroying all our scene
We're working hard to make them rich
With their get rich corporate schemes
We won't submit
They're full
they're getting ours, they're crazy!
See them mill around, hear their angry talk
We will mow them down, we will make them stop
There are people we admire,
In your beady eyes I don't make the scene
Well your right if being part of your teenage soap opera's
What you mean
Degenerate degenerate
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