Testi:
Flaming Lips Hot Day

you, bitch, my guns bust, no punk in me, bitch I ain't never met a man who can't get chopped down Ain't hot now, flame drop now, late rock, clown Always

claim Test my grain, find the cause of death hard to explain With the pen still smokin, I drop the next lame He got the same hot flame before the cops

clips packed Push a niggas whole head back, so I snatched that So quick spread out and play the layout Still on alert, me and the skirt, day in and day

rack with this one You get burned playin Nix-on, Hot Biscuit Stand back - don't make me spit one, and paint pictures On the walls of your mental, with hot

't lose"] (Yo) Cause I...["can't lose] [Beretta Nine] Yo, 2001summer heat Icy hot, play the street Twelve month, seven day a week Cat in eye, we hit

I was once out strolling one very hot summer's day When I thought I'd lay myself down to rest in a bit field of tall grass I lay there in the sun and

seemed to hold him like a spell, though he'd often say in his homely way that he'd sooner live in Hell. On a Christmas day we were mushing our way over

...["can't lose"] (Yo) Cause I...["can't lose] [Beretta Nine] Yo, 2001summer heat Icy hot, play the street Twelve month, seven day a week Cat in eye

looking for hearts to burn with In flames She says "love is blind We're all destined to change" Put her lips up to my ear Her breathe felt hot on my face