us back We're alive and right on track All set, ready for a show It's gonna blast, get outta control Nothing can stop us now There's a party going on -
go Took a stroll with a feline And sat silent while the snow flakes fell into the D sign Can't let her dance up on top on the top floor Been there done
to be repped on Who whole block get stepped on If they outside, when I'm ride, I'ma ride 'til there's no more gas I'ma ride 'til I put you on your muthafuckin
of jealousy If you ball then you hated on If you do bad dats what bitch niggas done waited on Caveman, dats my nigga bitch Mook brother Pete we on Valence
cop that view it's bound to thrill you (Come on, come on, go) Go dig it cop that view it's bound to thrill you (Come on, come on, now, go) Go dig
, I'll be back next year. Come on, Wease. Next year?! Oh wait, wait, stop. I'll sign. What about a band... I know a drummer. She can't be bothered kid
2-3, the 3, the 2-1 Only type [?] preacher could eat his nun Hun, sit on the wood as the drum Trips, causin turbulence on your dumb Tits, act like you
lock down the top 10 knockin pretty boy cats on they ass each time we drop kid yeah , you know how we comin raw grooves with the funky drum drummin and
Touch on this We're gonna touch it up like this I go uh ah, yo yo, Psycho c'mon [Psycho Les] I go uh ah off the snare drum It's Big Psych long time no
A plague in the workhouse A plague on the poor now I feed on my drum 'til I'm dead Yesterday, fever Tomorrow, St. Peter I'll feed on my drum until then
sen fi you aunty, ben ova, ben ova Jehovah cyaan save you from- [Verse 2:] Gyal siddung pon buddy head, Mi waan you gimme some real riding Climb on like
You know what? You know what? You know what? You know what? I turn on the radio Be a prime time to a late night rap show Here, the same old, same old And that's on
may have gotten from teachers when the classes were done, masses were stunned, I pass it on (I pass it on, I pass it on, I pass it on...) [Peace] I be
Scarecrow, you ruined me. Now I've caught my hands in the death machine. They fed my children to the lions; they made me watch it on the television.
You Know I Never Get Enough So Batter Up Bruce Banner If You Think You're Going Measure Up Can't Be The Top Dog Gotta Be The Scooby Pup Step To The Bass Drum
around that Saturn line Still in my prime, never gon' leave Not without Eve and a baby on my sleeve Boom-boom, leave Put it on Steve Holla at g's, please
's similar to Mike Jones You can ask my homies I'm memba back in the days they didn't want me Now I blew up they all on me They smiles phony Its hard
[Intro:] Huh, aiyyo! It's gonna be a hot summer Drop top and hummer (Hummer) aiyyo yallo! Gal dem bangin like a drummer Can you see di summer sign It