Lyrics:
can see exactly what to do
Please tell me
I'm just a singer in a rock and roll band.
How can we understand
Riots by the people for the people
Who
Let niggas talk that boss shit ,this that Chiquita flow
Keep my In and out moves on that need to know
Naughty by vibes all around you can me flow
of day when work was over
And when the evening meal was done
Dad would read to us from the family Bible
And we'd count our many blessings, one by one
I
people
Rock rock to the Planet Rock, don't stop
Rock rock to the Planet Rock, don't stop
The Soul Sonic Force - Mr. Biggs, Pow Wow, and M.C. Globe
We
to Thai-one suits
And clientele, I'm drinking Ballentine L in hell
So Redman rock well before our record sell
Then my moms crib was jacked by the jealous
to rock 'n' roll
But he's too young to die
Yes, he's too old to rock 'n' roll
But he's too young to die
He once owned a Harley Davidson
And a triumph
Oh, Boricua
Oh, Boricua
Oh
Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got, Boricua
Boricuas in the house
Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got
can't eat
I'm in too deep
It's a high fall running into a brick wall all by yourself
But I know what will help
That used to rock this boy asleep now
we will sit upon the rocks
And see the shepherds feed their flocks.
By shallow waters by whose falls,
Melodious birds sing madrigals.
There I will
I was raised by the demons
Trained to reign as the one
God of thunder and rock and roll
The spell you're under
Will slowly rob you of your virgin soul
by, passing by
Catch the train of better times
Rock tonight
Hard times go
As soon as the good times roll
Hard times go
As soon as the good times
Every little move she makes
Is gonna catch somebody's eye
You ought to see all the double-takes
When she goes walkin' by
But she's so distant
Sail away ladies
Ain't no use to sit and cry
You'll be an angel by and by
Can't she rock 'em, can't she rock 'em
Can't she rock 'em, daddy-e-o
Paralyzed by hatred and a piss ugly soul
If he murdered his father, he thought he'd become whole
While listening at night to an old radio
Where they
Oh, please don't you rock my boat (don't rock my boat)
'Cause I don't want my boat to be rockin' (don't rock my boat)
Oh, please don't you rock my
that huh
I shot a nigga blood went splat splat
Rock-a-bye, let him sleep he took a nap nap
I'm in Atlanta with a thick bitch fat ass
Eenie meeny miny
and let your mind be free
And by the way welcome to the party
Uh uh excuse me Mr. Kid Rock (what's up?) can I do my thing
Uh, can I have a little something
Just take those old records off the shelf
I'll sit and listen to 'em by myself
Today's music ain't got the same soul
I like that old time rock 'n'
by, passing by
Catch the train of better times
Rock tonight
Hard times go
As soon as the good times roll
Hard times go
As soon as the good times
Don't be so quick to walk away (dance with me)
I wanna rock your body, please stay (dance with me)
You don't have to admit you wanna play (dance
on the nickel spot
Gangsta P got 30 for a nickel rock, repeated offender
Should've told that nigga stop 'fore they ate him for dinner
The church ran by a sinner
on the nickel spot
Gangsta P got 30 for a nickel rock, repeated offender
Should've told that nigga stop 'fore they ate him for dinner
The church ran by a sinner
On my way back from a wedding
I drove round some of the old streets
I got swept up by the memories
Of cold nights and warm sheets
I parked outside
(myles goodwyn)
Published by northern goody two tunes, ltd./capac - ascap
Don't wanna move or get out of bed
That rock 'n' roll's going straight
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