Lyrics:
Say what you think, it'll be okay
This thing with you needs no label
Puttin' my cards on the table
When I'm with you, it's always fun
You make me
sung
My mama's genes sure stuck out like a thumb
In a Metro City crowd
Oh me, oh my, how things have changed
And I can't believe my eyes these days
la la la, la la
Oh, the passenger
He rides and he rides
He sees things from under glass
He looks through his window's eye
He sees the things
Oh, Eileen
Said, come on, Eileen (come on, Eileen) (you've grown)
These things they are real and I know (ta-loo-rye-ay) (so grown)
How you feel (come
on watching
Cause I've seen them lately
Interrogated my mum
Locked up half of my crew
But I can guarante one thing that t won't let you.
[Chorus:]
I won't let
oooh this is heaven
believe me its heaven
oh its heaven
First let me explain that I'm glad
how things worked out...
for once I feel security and I
in London, Mr. Martin Birch had a car crash, and all the
old equipment in the studio kept breaking down. All this kind of things were going on. But
Honey
I'm not gonna cry for the things that never occurred
So do not remind me
Happy to be as I was in the first place
Honey you know where to find
Not a damn thing
[Hook:]
We on your block
We got rocks
You got robbed
The man got shot
That nigga's dead
Come get revenge
We getting money
We ridin in
lead me on
But when he found her dying
He realized what he done
She died because he blamed her
For things she?d never done
A loud explosion rocks
Kenny!
Mr. Garrison: What kind of sick weirdo are you?
Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny!
Kyle: Say some thing Mr. Hankey (Ahh)
Stan: Oh my god they
Why's everybody always picking on me?
(Why's everybody always picking on me?)
Does anybody really know a thing about me?
(Does anybody really know
a thing
You ever need something I'll be right there
Fear is a place to live
Rip off the mask from your head
Show me the real face that you hide
I
Bobby got a girlfriend suzie got a car
Johnny got a new guitar
Everybody's laughing everybody sings
Everybody do their thing
Well, life just don't
some things I ain't seen
Pray for me, don't mind me by my stove
Pray they don't want no smoke, no
If it's me, I want smoke
Ohh, ohh Lord
If it's me,
ganja smokin'
Best thing fi the recreation, fi get the best girls inna every nation
Topper girls we promotin' and supportin'
And dem love how we flow,
face a filthy look
Sweet young thing you got me hooked
Gimme gimme teenage head
Gimme gimme teenage head
Gimme gimme teenage
Little doll soft and wet
nights alone
While I am weeping, just searching
Love is never around
All the waiting, betraying
The one thing I hold sacred
In my life is left
Lord I
Spoke to a baphomet, he
Said he would save me if I
Gave him one thing he needed
What is this thing I pleaded?
Boy, it's the key to Eden
Yeah
thing that matters
That you need to know
You'll only find it in your heart and soul
Whoa whoa whoa
Haters gonna hate
People gonna say what they say
When we first started out, we were overconfident
I mean, I don't know, I guess it means that umm
Man bump that
I mean back then, old things were
a damn thing changed
You hatin' but you watchin' though
I guess you kind of mad that I'm unstoppable
You count me out, the counters count me in
Looks
grabbed his bag
And from our vantage there's no one around him
You know, you wait for these things to end
But then you figure out it might wind up
He's
my mind
Keeping my phone alive (alive)
Hoping that you call this time (oh, I)
Thought I heard you ringing (you)
You know I hear things sometimes
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