Lyrics:
want smoke then we light up his Honda Civic
Like that boy had a ride through Chicago
He talkin' down so I call up my brothers
To shoot that lil' boy
Eric Idle
VILLAGER #2 : Michael Palin
SIR BEDEMIR : Terry Jones
WITCH : ???
VILLAGER #3 : John Cleese
NARRATOR: Michael Palin
SIR LAUNCELOT : John
in one-ninety black Benz
Now they shut down the stores when I'm shopping
Used to be train robbing, face covered in stocking
I'm him
Chain
Mister
Mister Duckworth
I hope this is worth your time
I'm up at 3am, trying to capture what's on my mind
I'm writing from motherland where we're
And of course I've been the boss since back when
Rocking D Boy, Fila, velour in a 190 black Benz
Now they shut down the stores that I'm shopping
Used to be
I execute this rebuke, good master
He said, these cometh not out, but by prayer and fasting
Like, one, two, three, four, five, knock a demon down
up
Put down yea right there they got left
I stay with the gun, you run up on me,
Then I'm blowin' mine like a genius
I'm fly with that heat like
door in fear
Bleeding from your heart and no one hears
You can only choose so pick the one you Love
Love
Love
That's untitled for you
on their knees)
Wise Man 2: By what name are you calling him?
(Dramatic Holy music)
Mandy: Brian.
Three Wise Men:
We worship you, Oh,
ignore!
V25 Group
(and individual lines by each)
1/2 group 1 & 2
Agreed…
1/2 Group 3 & 4
Here here
All Group
I say we finally ignore
1/2 Group 1 & 2
Alto Saxophone Riff
So how do you get in?
She said slide down the cellar down
Man we just in (yeah)
Like who left a pin in the door
Even off premise
at the end of a year, another black ops
Untitled Mixtape Nummer 1, inaugurated my killing spree, then I take off
Now Number3, while I'm blowing trees,
at the end of a year, another black ops
Untitled Mixtape Nummer 1, inaugurated my killing spree, then I take off
Now Number3, while I'm blowing trees,
the corner.
Close to the end, down by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down.
III. I Get Up, I Get Down
Anderson/Howe
In her white lace
You
many haters be knocking at my door
One hater
Two hater
Three hater
Four
How many haters be knocking at my door
One hater
Two hater
Three hater
Four
How
Black boy joy Black girl magic
Keep it going Automatic
Original man Aziatic
Counted me out Right back at it
5th Untitled instant classic
Flipped my
the corner.
Close to the end, down by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down.
III. I Get Up, I Get Down
Anderson/Howe
In her white lace
You
and a
Pony every birthday regardless of our behavior
Got a particular staccato that I walk down the stairs with
I got to hurry just to get my affairs met,
gonna send thee three by three
Three for the Hebrew children
Two for Paul and Silas
One for the little bitty baby
Born of the Virgin, Mary
Born,
where I send thee
How shall I send thee
I'm gonna send you four by four
Four for the four that stood at the door
Three for the hebrew children
Two for
One, two, look at you
Three, four, she locked the door
I keep knockin' and knockin' and knockin' and knockin'
She was born in Paris
At the age of 21
Telephone call like
Blowing up your phone like
Knocking at your door like
Breaking down the door like
Hit you in the moonlight
I know you want me
Prince of the ghetto
Ny3 kwaami ny3 shaami
K3 moko lu3 ny3 tsaami
K3 noko hu3 ny3 kaami
Gamashi eba shiamli
Hol' it down for the Ga tribe aka kpata ny3
the dough
All you got is three niggas kicking at your door, ha ha
Here come the paramedics, here come the paramedics
It goes one for the ghetto, two
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