Lyrics:
of valor, for the
entrance to this cave is guarded by a creature so foul, so cruel
that no man yet has fought with it and lived! Bones of four fifty
men lie
Mistral, got that
Roof off
It's not a metal face or mask, that was MF Doom
I'm not from outer space, but Daft Punk wore them too
The rap side is new though,
[Theme Song to "Sanford & Son"]
Ha, oh shit, you always goin' to get cha' dick sucked
Ah suck that thang, ha ha
Man that's a fuckin' rerun, turn
has taken place that we are governed by fools?
*
We've had problems from self-appointed Gods from Bishops to MPs.
They've tried to ban our
Alaska's dad
Got niggas like "DAG!!", flow is like crazy gone mad
And villains gone bad, Punk ass niggas, don't be so Daft
Baby, why you hanging with them
nothin' but music
Shit's changed
1995 the game has changed, motherfuckers is actin real strange
The rules is all rearranged
You got babies lyin dead in
changed
The game is to be sold not told
Still heavy in this game
Niggas done changed, it ain't the same
We been handlin' our business for years
Gettin'
through my mind
Stop the clock, see I'm runnin' out of time
And as I, tell myself, I'm a changed man
Dressed in black out to jack me a game plan
the pain! Just to take away the pain!
You're a daft punk if for a second you'd thought you get lucky
Like a bad plot I'll put these holes in you and you won't
blew
Five shots changed my whole life, throats were slit
Niggas die by my orders when I wrote this shit
Though we go back like wild knights at Latin
the pocket, right smack dab in the socket)
Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo-woo
Nothing has changed (nothing has changed)"
Word mane, my brain contain so much game it's
slangin', bunch of has-beens
You ain't gangin', changed the game, better thank him
Changed the game, better thank him
Young rich shit, what the fiends
know the shit you goin' through the last month
You stressin' as you hittin' on that glass blunt
A nigga prayin' to get lucky like Daft Punk
You can't
bloody history force has been the game
the message that you offer is just the fucking same
you're puppets to the system with your mindless violent stance
works?
Throughout our bloody history force has been the game,
The message that you offer is just the fucking same.
You're puppets to the system with
going to pay the price
White trash baby it's a rich man's game suicide lies only hide their shame
So I'm leaving on a Punk Rock Holiday I really don't
broke bitches
Slanging that game
Now shit done changed
It ain't the the same
I ain't lyin' niggas are dyin'
Three strikes have you motherfuckers
Punk motherfuckers ain't down with this
Only real Rydas up in this bitch
Let 'em know!
I'm a Ryda, y'all crew ain't nothin'
But soft-ass shit talk
All
nine knives on a bike ride, why nine? 'Cause I heard that a pussy has nine lives
I'm the one that y'all hated, I'm the one who won the game, got paid
aristocratic
Yeah, automatic, yeah
Systematic, look
My grey anatomy bust through they academy
Crushed the main frame
It changed the game radically
Move with such
life, you wish it was a Too $hort rap
But you gots no game, and your bass ain't fat
You need to quit, rapping just ain't your place
So back
broke bitches
Slanging that game
Now shit done changed
It ain't the the same
I ain't lyin' niggas are dyin'
Three strikes have you motherfuckers
Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Daft Punk
Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Daft Punk
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