Lyrics:
the police
Get it good girl, use your knees
I love them brainiacs
Yeah, my last ho had a few degrees (for real)
Back on my Compton shit
Demonic how I
cried
Go home, little boys, get off the court
It's a big man's game, you're much too short
Too short, my foot, that's just your way
Of saying you're
squad, pretty broads
Bread Winner superstars, no façade
Designer store inside the mall, goin' hard
Let 'em know that I'm a dog, live by the law, ball
on the street
The cool of the night takes the edge off the heat
In the Jackson Cage
Down in the Jackson Cage
You can try with all your might
But you're
Beggin' you please
You know what I want
And it ain't one of these
You're bad to the bone
And your girlfriend agreed
That falling in love is so hard
Beggin' you please
You know what I want
And it ain't one of these
You're bad to the bone
And your girlfriend agreed
That falling in love is so hard
To do this, do this, do that'
That's real creative shit
And, when you're really not afraid
To be yourself, you're comfortable
It's like a web
hold me please
And I'd beg and I'd plead, drop to knees
And I'd cry and I'd scream, "Baby, please don't leave"
Snatch the keys from your hand
I would
hold me please
And I'd beg and I'd plead, drop to knees
And I'd cry and I'd scream, "Baby, please don't leave"
Snatch the keys from your hand
I would
hopping along, when suddenly he comes and cures me.
One minute I'm a leper with a trade, next moment me livelihood's gone.
Not so much as a by your leave.
Hip-Hop style baby, y'all remember
By the middle of March, when the pregnancy starts
In your ladies' placenta, that means L just entered
Duck taped your
might just stop by your daddy's
Roll around in Pikachu, throw that window down
Pack a big ol' fatty bowl, shit me smokin' now
Throw it into drive and hit
your eyes, tells me that it's not what you wanted (ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh)
And it's hard to explain to the people standin' still why you're runnin' (ooh,
you’re headed up to jesus
Lamb of god
Here to shove the rod
So fuckin far up your ass
That it shoots thru your nards
You bleed down your thighs like
to get paid?
(That’s a gimmick) what’s when
You’re yelling and screaming up on stage?
(That’s a gimmick) when your
Career is numbered by days?
(That’s
the book
Ye' though I walk everyday and night we talk
I know he by my side I can feel him in my thoughts
Put more into your heart than you're storing in your
away it
Is hard to respect someone who
Has such an ingratiating
Attitude if you are afraid to learn from
Your mistakes, you will more than likely keep
of the night and guilelessly whispers
'You're good kid, you're gonna make it big'
I'm polite and say 'thank you' though he knows no reality
As to how hard it
in my bedroom
You're invited
C'mon now, let me see ya shake your rump
Tell me, how long will it take to cum
Havin' fun
Do it one on one and we can all
Chorus:
I'm sorry Miss Jackson,
I'm sorry Miss Jackson,
I'm sorry Miss Jackson,
It was fatal attraction,
I'm sorry we crashed shit
My niggaz they
know what I want
And it ain't one of these
You're bad to the bone
And your girlfriend agreed
That falling in love is so hard on the knees
You're so bad,
I'll follow close your lead
I'll make excuses for you
And stumble till I bleed
My knees rubbed raw from crawling
And begging for a chance
To live
you sound when you rain on me
So tonight let's act it out, show you how it's gon' be
I'm gon' kiss your other set of lips
Hold your body by your legs
asleep in that car
What it's cost ask the ones running off in the dust
When it's hard, when it's hard ,Don't be risking your life
When it's hard, when it's
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