Lyrics:
Hills, for real
I don't be speakin' no myths, raised on punk rock riffs
Smokin' spliffs by the cliffs
And you and your crew's talking about "What
Raised in Plaistow, now I rep Stratford
I bang a ting make a man jump backwards
Forget the T, pass me a P
It was me I put straps in Stratford
Come
about the berlin wall let it haunt a one night stand
Di u forget to lock up your front door
Did u forget u could be such a bore
Dis u forget such
me, the whole pop world, you know
This is a phat beat, by the way
And I'm talkin' P-H phat
Thank you to, uh, DJ Lethal for this phat beat
Did you
the of the road)
I remember them so clearly mom and dad loved them so dearly
Old brush arbors by the side of the road
Where I learned about salvation from the book
[Chorus]
I know they don't, give a fuck about me
I promise, I'll be happy alone
Whether you see me on TV, or these streets
My attitude, is leave
Yo, forget the C, B and A-list
We don't wanna put this on a playlist
Didn't wanna let Boy Better Know through
That's why man run up in
The house like
me free
How could this world be a better place?
But by thy mercy and by thy grace
C'mon, c'mon we'll tell the world about You
C'mon, c'mon we'll tell
What, what what, what, what
(H World) what, what, what
(All Out) what, what, what, what, what
(Take it back to the streets, mutha fucka)
What, what,
c'mon
forget about games
just give me that thang
i gotta get inside her
im a little insane
gotta give her that pain
murderin' right behind her
wanna get
I know you just want to stay as friends
I'm afraid I can't live that way no more
Used to laugh about daft things
Stayed all night for old times sake
Tell me who the fuck is Guilty
Government has no knowledge about music
I have the right to use it, Freedom of Expression,
Political Drama in every
stressed and I'm pissed by the afternoon
We been in the lab yeah we working
Some man ah cuss it pretend we ain't heard it
No stopping the fire that's
the world. Wasteless banding, cus right now I'm on a daft top. I'm poppin' bottles and I'm never.
Gon' stop. Dame, baby, dame mi mami, baby. Wonderful, dame
sirvive, no way you could stay alive
FUCK YOU PUNK BITCH, listen to this last blast(gunshot)
Wrap you in a sheet cause I can't supply yo bodybag
??? and jay
Girl, you're bad like you never Learned your lesson
Body bad like you never missed a Blessing Gonna forget about tonight And remember it forever
you know that I love you
And day by day my love grows
Here's' where I stand, I gotta be your man
I don't care if we're from two different worlds
But
days
You gotta wear a vest
1-2-5 in the summer's like the Wild West
Something jump off a nigga cap, everybody cap
Worst about it is every
Fuckin' body's
it's hard being me
Did it did it occur that you ain't seeing me?
Quit it quit it, give up the mic device B
Cause you'll never be as nice as me, G, forget
over your car
Time for the world to forget who the fuck you are
(120 over 40 and falling fast, I can't get any vitals, I'm losing him, shit!)
[Intro - Sir Mix-A-Lot (Female voice)]
(Peek a boo)
This is the true story about a young lady I know
(Peek a boo)
A walkin' zombie, product
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
Forget about it
Forget about it
Forget about it
What's wrong girl? You're lookin' down and out
I'm sittin' over here tryin' to figure it out
Everybody put your hands up
Cause you know the world don't give a damn about us
Now everybody keep your hands up
Cause this cold world is showing no
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