Hola mama, hola papa. Como estas? Bien y tu?. Chillin', you look good, you too papi. Uno, dos, tres, cuatro. . Yeah, [Incomprehensible] por favor. [Incomprehensible] right, yeah, yeah.
[first 19 seconds reprises "Justa' Interlude"]. . Freakazoid robot, please report to the dancefloor. . [Heavy D]. What, what? Uptown, get down. Check me out y'all - ya don't stop (go 'head baby).
I was born a bastard my momma was a baby.. And she didnt have the skills it would ever take to raise me.. Pops jumped ship and left us doin bad.. I pretty much blamed him for everything i never had..
Can I get some of that? Can I get some of that?. Can I get some of that? Can I get some of that?. Hey man blaze this blunt. . Can I get some of that Northern Lights.
(talkin). the south killed hip-hop? where they say dat at, better not say 'round me. lemme go on an adress dat while im in tha studio cuz these days..check check...
All the way up to the ohsix.. When you least expect it.. But if you love them, and they love. you the same way, believe they got. they're eyes on you right now..
Everybody used to think of him as. Well more like a bum, sort of, a musical bum. Than anything else. . Your love is my sanity. Your love brings me sunshine.
Uh, I think we're ready for the second installment of Sloppy Love Jingle,. . Roll it! Action!. . Ok continue,. What's next up on the menu? Hmm.... Maybe I should crack a joke? Attack and ask her if she smokes?.
Today I wasn't even gonna take a shower. And then I got a call sayin' that my cousin died in a fire. So I washed myself for what seemed like three hours.
The bombs been detonated, im just waiting for explosion.. I was at 2nd base and it was time for me close in on 3rd.. With blurred vision and precisly placed slurred words..
(I think we're ready for eh, the second installment of the Sloppy Love Jingle. Roll it. Action!). . Ok, continued. What's next upon the menu?. Hmm, maybe I should crack a joke.
I'm like nine hours away from finishing my nine hour shift. And wishing I was gone nine hours ago. 'Cause nine hours wasted tossin' back the chicken. I could've written nine verses just in time for the show.
'81 was the year shit hit the fan in a major way. I sat there for an inspiring artist. Almost 20 years after the fact I'm still on my hustle. Diggin' graves for an inspiring artist.
Skilly bebop beat rocks, steady over kicks and snares. So what you scared for, unprepared for. Tunnel rat schematics, score from your average rappers new era.
Now I could sit here and baffle you. With shallow babble. And a bunch of punch lines. You probably won't get. Or even use some big words. That you'd have to look up.
(Did you hear about Travis?). (No, What?). (I heard hes been hooking up with a teacher!). (NICE!). . And I can hear em talking in the hallways. Im always late for lunch,.
And I can hear em talking in the hallways. (Let em keep talking). Im always late for lunch. Learning dirty little lessons from you. (So sexy). . Now my name is on the lips of.
Spotless. Beautifully blameless. Tragically broken because of love. All sin taken upon Him. Willingly broken because of love. . O Light of the world. Thank You for mercy.
y bailan y bailan. todo el da bailan. y nunca paran. nunca descansan. luego se acarician. llenos de caricias. y nunca paran. nunca descansan. y se sienten tiernos.
Mi casa est en el mar con siete puertas.. Yo ya no vivo all pero me esperan. el viejo que no entiende mis canciones. la plaza los fantasmas los rincones.