Lyrics:
a young single parent out struggling, they think you a fool
Give your kids bad grades and put 'em in dumber classes
Killing shorty future, I wonder how do
[Rich Nice]
The following previews have been approved for all audiences
by the Committee For Audiovisual Sound
*sounds of traffic*
On the mean
gonna take her honky-tonkin' tonight
We're gonna do everything up right
When the music starts we'll swing and sway
We're gonna dance till the break
"What do you think is going on here?"
The old man said from his chair
"Do you think this is anything new? Now look here son
This is just like it was
'Til one day I grew suspicious
When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop
And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons
Then we flew the coop
But how they live and laugh now should be
they bis and last sound from class clowns
People should be free to be together
Should be free to be
really what the music is
You wanna be classic like I Love Lucy is
But you'll never be sayin what you'll do me
Kid i'm like a broadway play
You where
to the sounds
Now that you've heard what it is in a song
From here on in, you can do no wrong
reputation
Do it, do it, do it do it, do it, do it
I'm thinkin' of today's sound and
How it all changed to hear it on the radio
No longer in the game
Videos
your liver to the solid mental grace,
And achieve it all with music that came quickly from afar,
Then taste the fruit of man recorded losing all against
?? chase then I will play
Around with sound put down for the rhymes I say
Beats flow from Joe and never stop
Better get yourself together let's rock,
and you bound to get by
SING WIT ME YA'LL!
Chorus
Verse 3 (Q "the Kid" and JD)
ive came a long way and look i done made it
and nothin you do or say can
Yeah, they say when we grow up
You'll understand when you're older
Guess I'm still a kid, I don't know it
If I'll ever let go of this (yeah)
Say
I wanna tell you I need you but that sounds so cliché
The grass is always greener on the other side anyway
Why do I value our time now that it's
"Yeah"
She said, "Why?"
I said, "Come on and take a ride with a hell of a guy"
She said, "How do I know you're not sick?
You could be some derranged
Primo do it (do it)
We comin' through to take control of each zip code
Bridgin' the gap from rap to calypso
We gonna strike each city from
di la deny
La la la lala la la la lie
A just di kids from foreign
How di man gon manage
9 inches of lead
Out to do damage
They head pon
Do mi sol do do sol mi do
Every truly cultured music student knows
You must learn your scales and your arpeggios
Finger music ringing from your
KMFDM sucks!
We like talking dirty, we smoke and we drink
We're KMFDM and all other bands stink
Our music is sampled, totally fake
It's done by
Hump, come on and do the Humpty Hump
(Gimme me, gimme me the music)
Do the Humpty Hump (do ya know what we're doin'?)
Do the Humpty Hump (doin'
from the smack man
It hasn't faded, neither have
My feelings for you, or not completely
I still care for you deeply
But if you do flip the
Magnet and we
pockets and hand
But I carry out orders from no man
'Cause anything you wanna do I already did
You used to see me rock the house when you was a kid
But in
pockets and hand
But I carry out orders from no man
'Cause anything you wanna do I already did
You used to see me rock the house when you was a kid
But in
La da da da da da
Hey hey hey goodbye (good riddens)
Hold up
Only rappers to re-write history without a pen
No I-D on the track let the story
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