ride.. i got two left hooves, two on test.. well, since nobody's steppin' to me. (huh) take me to your cult leader. (huh huh) take me to your local drug dealer.
[Chorus]. I'm doing Damage (uh), Damage (uh), Damage (uh), Damage (uh). Damage (uh), Damege (uh), Destruction (terror), Motherfucker say WHAT?. (ONE) something's got to give.
Es könnte mich nicht weniger interessieren. Ob du tot bist oder lebst,. Ob du gesund bist oder krank,. Ob du Krebs hast oder Aids,. Mir geht's am Arsch vorbei.
Oh, damn now bop to this oh. Yeah y'all know what this is. Flame on Juvenile Drag-On flame on. And now swizz, swizz beatz, yeah. . Me and my niggaz done licked shots, even done hit cops.
Intro. What, what. You over there Styles?. Yeah dog. Second album nigga, real L.O.X. Blaze. We run the streets, yall know who to bet (C'mon). Fuck yall niggas (Let's go).
Sick when she rock shit, stop when block shit. Never try to run when she pull back the cock shit. Stop, drop, shut 'em down open up shop shit. Got 'em goin' crazy, wonderin' when they could cop shit.
Everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody. We call it the dirrty, dirrty, dirrty, dirrty, dirrty. Dirrty, dirrty, dirrty, Double R. (Double R). Everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody.
No. no, no. Yo nunca quise hacerte dao. Los errores solo pasan. Te quiero explicar. . T, puedes contar siempre conmigo. No escuches esas voces. Guate de mi cario.
Seda, dulces y oro fino. Vinos caros, cartas de admiracin. A veces muerdo el aire que respiro. Si lo que me gusta es un buen danzn. Soy de corazn, diamante puro.
Despirtate, hagamos algo ya. Tenemos que empezar. Escchame es una realidad. Que esperas, hazlo ya. . Tanto quejarse, mmm, yeah, yeah. Tanto decir, eh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Dah dah dah. La la la. . Dreamy days. (La la la la). Come what may. (La la la la). We feel no way. (La la). There's gonna be fun and lots of laughter.
hit the dance floor when you're sexy wicked. hit the dance floor when you're sexy wicked. hit the dance floor when you're sexy wicked. hit the dance floor when you're sexy.
INTRO. I HEARD THE BEAT AND I HAD TO PROVE. THAT I DONT NEED NO INTROLUDE. HERE GETTING CRUNK UP WID MY CREW NOW STOP. 1,2,3 GO GET EM RIPPS. . VERS1.
On the road to Damascus. I was hung in the ropes of success. When You stripped away the mask of life. They had placed upon the face of death. . And I wanna thank You, Lord.
lord I wanna talk to you one time. lord you know you're my nigga right?. they say you don't gotta come to you with. no fancy prayers and all that shit.
[scratched: "Dy-no-mite!"]. Just Blaaaaze!. . [Rhymefest]. Wait hold the phone, muh'fucker pass the mic. Spread the word like Pastor Ike, this ain't mass but like.