the chain Use your brain and say kid stop the pain Chorus Andrew Hellier: I say right, you say left I say no, you say yes We don't see eye-to-eye '
bee, the bee high facility In love with the blunt smoke even though it's killin' me Bad vibes fillin' me with thoughts of conspiracy White water scandals with Bill
Chorus 1: She's too street for T.V. And the streets know she keeps it true That she's a bad girl But if you can't keep it gangsta Then she's too street
CONFESSIONS OF A BROKEN MAN (Bill Anderson) « © '66 Moss Rose Publications » RECORDED BY PORTER WAGONER I'm just askin' you to listen
Yeah, Uh Check it out This how this shit goes right here You see, time stops still in the eye of the storm The foundation of my home where my rhyming
follow this: capitalism and democracy are not synonymous You swallow propaganda like a birth control pill sellin' your soul to the eye on the back of the dollar bill
nigga your green gonna get lit up You leave your drink around me believe your drink gonna get drunk up You leave your girl around me if she bad she gonna
in And right there we squared off with our closest of kin "It's a time for givin'" said Uncle Bill As he gave a black eye to his brother-in-law, Phil
September That day I'll always remember, yes I will 'Cause that was the day that my daddy died I never got a chance to see him Never heard nothing but bad
as thomas crapper For christmas I bought the old man the clapper I'm so dapper u can call me dan But they call me round eye when I'm chilin in japan Got a bad
) Chorus (2x): where you at whodi? (im ova here whodi) Im in dat 5, dat 0, to da 4, ya heard We drive Excursions with TV's Bubble eye humvees A mouth
Yo, P was happenin' dog Ah man, it's still a dross you know But the game then change These youngstas than made it bad You know we all about our paper
Prime came to save the day This is the Ultimate Showdown... of Ultimate Destiny Good guys, bad guys, and explosions... as far as the eye can see
these niggaz got some big paper on them Dope sacks and all that shit Get the gauge nigga, c'mon, let's go, we out! [Daz] It's another bad day in the
your bye (bye) -Andre Nickatina shit its paper mackin steel end up in a station waggon if John Lennon was here he be like "girl imagine" your so bad
to my true thugs comin' to a ghetto near you, street fame Bust, comin' to a ghetto near you, street fame All out warfare, eye for a eye bustin' on my enemies bad
my true thugs Comin' to a ghetto near you, Street fame, bust Comin' to a ghetto near you, Street fame All out warfare, eye for a eye Bustin' on my enemies bad