She performs a part, straight from the heart. Like she's being graded. It's 8 o'clock, right on the dot. but shes already 5 past hated. Hey boys look at my butt.
[Verse 1:]. You can be the peanut butter to my jelly. You can be the butterflies I feel in my belly. You can be the captain and I can be your first mate.
Everything. I promise you everything. And I'll give you all I can give. And stand by your side. . The sunlight hits. The smile that's upon your lips. As you walk your fingertips.
Don't you call me out my name. I ain't no boy I ain't no slave. Hip hop changed the game. But it's time to rearrange. We made slang a global thang. It ain't racist if you say.
how many farmers markets does it take to change a lightbulb?. (and will it reflect us?). how many christmases must we by in synthesis?. (and are damaged nations lush?).
run faster pussycat, run. run faster pussycat, run. . look at these boys - they're playin' with girls. look at these girls - they're playin' with boys.
I don't care about aids. Don't need no safer sex. I'm sharing my bed with the girl that I love. When everyone else got the plasticmania. I just feel skin on me.
I don't care about ideas. don't need no safer sex. I'm sharing my bed with the girl that I love. when everyone else got the plasticmania. I just feel skin on me.
I don't care about aids. Don't need no safer sex. I'm sharing my bed with the girl that I love. When everyone else got the plasticmania. I just feel skin on me.
By the garbage cans the sits. In her hands she holds a plastic bag. She borrowed from the supermarket. Her eyes starring holes into the night. Open windows are her radio.
I know a girl called janet. She's got the cutest ass of this planet. I don't know if I could believe her. Or what she said was true. She's just a party girl.
She walks the night with silent grace and scorn. I haunt her sideto watch the world and learn. And I let all my fears subside. When she sends my soul to the setting sun.
You'd trade our starving eyes. For a tar and feathered heart. A 25 cent execution. To hear your anthem praises. Played on frequency decayed. A breath of frigid self-made winter.
If you insist on pictures of shorelines. Then I insist on pages of your lines meant for me. To be sent to me. . Remember watching the storms from the lifeguard stand.
Lay ya hammer. (Lay ya hammer). Lay ya hammer, kid. (Lay ya hammer, kid). They want the drama, bring it to 'em, fuck 'em. . All rise, meet the preacher.
"A Alkaholik, you know what I'm sayin" ("Likwidation" sample). . [Xzibit]. Yo it's Prime Time, only when the beats and the rhymes shine. All that other bullshit can move it to the sidelines.
A Alcoholic, you know what I'm sayin'. . Yo, it's Prime Time, only when the beats and the rhymes shine. All that other bullshit can move it to the sidelines.
Now Peter Piper picked peppers but Run rocked rhymes. Humpty Dumpty fell down that's his hard time. Jack B. Nimble what nimble and he was quick. But Jam Master cut faster Jack's on Jay's dick.
(Steve Whiteman, Shea Quinn). My living doll I hear you call. She's my ball baby ball. Yeah she's keeping me up all night. Honey hush don't you cry. Gonna sing you a lullabye.