Lyrics:
Idle
SECOND BROTHER: Michael Palin
Scene 1
[wind]
[clop clop]
ARTHUR: Whoa there!
[clop clop]
GUARD #1: Halt! Who goes there?
ARTHUR: It is I,
the brothers act fools
When I turn a party out, all hands is in the air
Some say it's chill, New York throw chairs
The punk funk sound to make a sane man
OK this is August 26th 2004 we’re gonna try
And go through this in one live take
The Complete History of the Development
Of Punk on New
York's Lower
of your life
Your brother fuckin' your damn wife
You look for the pearly white gates, but you realize your fate
It's too late, 'cause you hate, you hate
So don't you shed a tear
'Cause there'll be better years
I live life by faith, nigga, instead of fear
God cryin', thunderstorms is Heaven tears
brother in half
Then he'll be your half brother
Crowd starts booing
Listen, you made the worst
Decision in ya life, this shit is light
You gettin' 30'd
brother peace to my enemies
Fuck all them punk bitches that wanna limit me
I know they all scared because none of them near me
My value is verified by
to love you
If you call me baby I'll be always yours
The lady of my life is out o' really feeling.
The real deal, giving you nothing but sex-appeal.
Loved by kids, I never did a bid
Yes, the Group Home is thick
Plus I don't eat beef
'Cause these dizzy-ass niggas and chicks think shit is sweet
Yo,
Loved by kids, I never did a bid
Yes, the Group Home is thick
Plus I don't eat beef
'Cause these dizzy-ass niggas and chicks think shit is sweet
Yo,
[Soulja Boy]
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, This the remix
V.I.C. You already know what it is man
It's ya folk Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
Checkin' in everything
you're a sweet bitch!
A crazy crab, you might make my dick itch!
I flow looser than Luther!
Words ya get used ta, B.I.G. is a born - trooper!
Like ice
I realize you niggas is like the objects in the rearview mirror
You really appear much closer than you are
Got a long way to go, young bull
Catch
Bonanza
Catch me in the cut, easy G's is burnin' my gut
As I remember my ménage à trois was mired by sluts
I question mark your heart, punctuate your
gone
Thats why I tell my sister I love her
Plus my mom and my brother
Live for today I know im not promised another (another)
You little punk mother
that outlives him
Like Malcolm did, we are out of sync
And out of time by the sound of things
Arms long like Dhalsim is how to win
Best murder machine
just doin' it my way cuz I don't (care what you people say)
Verse 2
Sway:
I'm back wit' the sequel, the remix is lethal
I spit so many bars I can
ain't sweet and you know that you able
Life is fiction and the vision from cable
Took it to heart and realized where we part
Simple nuances,
paintings
Uh!
Ain't nothin' to it but to do it
Unless you virgin mary, nothin' do it but the truest
Believe all that unless you jewish
Life is not
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
run through bones. Avoiding what’s standing right here. Faith sounds oh so great, until you look in my eternal face
The extinction of the butterfly is
Catch me in the cut, easy G's is burnin' my gut
As I remember my ménage à trois was mired by sluts
I question mark your heart, punctuate your fate
All
is provided through sparks of energy
From the mind that travels in rhyme form
Giving sight to the blind
The dumb are mostly intrigued by the drum
is provided through sparks of energy
From the mind that travels in rhyme form
Giving sight to the blind
The dumb are mostly intrigued by the drum
.jpg/300px-The_Chemical_Brothers_performing_in_Barcelona,_Spain_(2007).jpg "The Chemical Brothers")
Discuss these life is sweet daft punk remix by the chemical brothers Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In