ain't the way to have fun, son" "That ain't the way to have fun, no" "That ain't the way to have fun, no" "That ain't the way to have fun, son" "That
buildings where a hill should be. Steel and concrete closing in on me. City faces haunt the places i roam alone. Cowboy, cowboy, can't run, can't hide
Air pollution, revolution, you know I've had my fill. Advertisin', computerizin', don't understand it and I never will. Got to get back to some good
that, ooh woman, she can give you some relief But it ain't easy, It ain't easy, it ain't easy To go ahead when your going' down It ain't easy when
Whenever I need to leave it all behind Or feel the need to get away-ay-ay I find a quiet place, far from the human race Out in the country Before the
played last A dose of your love, dose of your love, dose of your love Was mine in the past Need a taste of that magical stuff LSMFT ain't enough Widow
you that I'll never get enough, yeah Never, never, never, never, never, never, never get enough Woman Woman, I know you understand The way that I feel, feel Can't
and this one's for you And you can tell everybody this is your song It may be quite simple but now that it's done I hope you don't mind I hope you don't
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motherfucking movie star But the shit ain't happened yet And I'm an old-school rappin' vet You trying to get your loot, I say you ain't some Niggas get
he bout it too I'ma snatch if you got it Told ya before ta' hide it Told ya if you hide it It's a must that I find it Ride or die bitch Chop or get chopped
the rover Back it up, clap it up, switch it up, change it up Do that thing for me, Do that thing for me Flip it up, give it up, I'mma grip it up, while
it And if she's acting kind of wild, and she says, "Darling, give me a trial" Don't you do it, don't be weak, don't give it to her And if she smiles
the car. I'm runnin late for my menage-a-trois. [Verse Four: Chris?] Pass it, tap it, and then crack it. Take a small swig Or down it like a pig. You
At Me (Here I Go) I Ain?t Dead?.. I?m Right Here In Ya Face Baby Boy (Here I Go) I Ain?t Never Scared (I Ain?t Never Dead) I Ain?t Hiding?..I?m Riding
don't make the wrong turn Might end up in the hood where you gon' be learnin' [CHORUS] [First Degree:] Rock it, don't stop it, rock it, don't stop I
all that, he blowin backs out please, I was in the drop three it was D and his man from D.C. on some straight P.D. I ain't mad Pa Pa, do your thing, get
givin' out life like by the tons Run! If you ain't do shit, you it That next felony, nigga, it's like three zip So, run! Hop fences, jump over benches
