Lyrics:
it like PB&J
Missed calls on my celly
How many already
I’m like Makavelli, they thought I was dead
I just been chilling man fuck how they feeling
Get
cutting hairs
With that boy J-o-e, yeah that nigga Joe
I done came through, Big Moe never been no ho
I'm up on this tape, never gonna hate
I'ma come through
cutting hairs
With that boy J-o-e, yeah that nigga Joe
I done came through, Big Moe never been no ho
I'm up on this tape, never gonna hate
I'ma come through
Toy Box
"Ooo, I like this toy. Watch it go. Uw...wait!" (gunshots)
"We're sorry the person you are calling is dead"
[Violent J]
I was like six, I
d'eyes
Que c'est devenu un standard
Pas le temps de rester en stand By
C'gars m'a dit tu passera pas
Comme Gandalf
J'ai regarder mon bras avant de
lui
Read it in the paper
Heard it on the news
They say rock'n roll is dead
But I know that ain't true
I see in your eye
You won't let it die
Keep it
Toy Box
"Ooo, I like this toy. Watch it go. Uw...wait!" (gunshots)
"We're sorry the person you are calling is dead"
[Violent J]
I was like six, I
Brighton Rock
It's eleven O'clock
And this town's stone dead
The streets are deserted
Everyone's tucked up in their bed
There's just one place I
Too young for sex
Scared of drugs
Hooked by rock and roll
Got a cable top wood box
Slide it up
MTV's got it all
A Top 10 countdown
Guitar shredding
'em over flat on the floor
Their like dead ass bodies walkin' around without the ghost
With no clue where they fuckin' headed but the rock roast
headed all for the disco
The D.J. plays your favorite blasts
Takes you back to the past, music's magic (poof)
Bump bump bump get bump with some flash,
quick to send ya ho to the store
Go get the J, get fresh just to post up and sell my dope
Might park the C8 in the hood and go rock out a show
I'm
smoke again
Ayo, who's that, it's Lil EZ
Back from the dead, eggs over easy all over his head
I can cook you an omelette and shove it down your throat
à Mars
I can't see a thing, but I can hear a mouse piss on cotton
My style is rotten, spoiled by vets who protect they necks
Do the knowledge
ジャラジャラ
ペーパー・ワールド
J?J?J J=MONEY
平和な国の
Ah! Ha! MADE IN JAPAN 達
腰さえ振ればいい
髪がブロンドなら
Oh! Rock'n Roll STAR になれる
俺達のボヤけた青春は
DEAD END あたり
隠れることが みについた
カムフラージュ
21st holla at us
J-a-y
I'm in the cut with some demons (In the cut with some demons!)
A nigga move wrong in this bitch
We sparking shit
Don't give us
life pendant q'la mort me guette
pas besoin d'knife j'ai aucune peur de dead
J'fou tout les billets dans l'bag
Faut q'j'mettent à l'abri l'cheese
J
Ramadan
Walk around em in a box
6 feet deep dead rocks
I done stepped in that Vatican with a bomb and a gun
Imma burn the church killa nun
Taliban big demon
to keep you gruntin'
My name is Cool J, I'm from the rock
Circulating through your radio non-stop
I'm lookin' at the wires behind the cassette
And now I'm
And my radio's loud enough to keep you gruntin'
My name is Cool J, I'm from the rock
Circulating through your radio non-stop
I'm lookin' at the wires
to rise and mislead
[Jamie Madrox]
With my Lotus
I can drink from the liquid mirror
And reveal the other half of me that never seems to appear
[Violent J
bouillon-raggamuffin
You rock my world and I rock your body
Oui tu dead ça
J'en suis encore ébahi
Pourvu qu'à la fin on soit plus qu'ami-ami
Je ressens ton heat
feel it burn
But it makes me feel alive
Was plagued by greed, became the fiend
So the dead can now arise
We dance with the dead
Dance with the dead
Dance
This year, we iller than a nun in a cumshot
Gettin’ double penetrated in a dope spot
By two hard pipe hittin’ niggas
On the orders of Marcellus
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