Lyrics:
Junkies
Junkies
Junkies
Junkies
Junkies
Junkies
Junkies
Junkies
Black folk the first to establish civilization
The first to create mint when trading goods
The Young Ladies
We Got Rhymes Galore And That's A Fact
And If The Satisfaction's Guaranteed To Cause A Heart Attack
We Are The Best As You Can See
So
coconuts!
ARTHUR: What?
GUARD #1: You've got two empty halves of coconut and you're
bangin' 'em together.
ARTHUR: So? We have ridden since the snows
and women with attitudes
And I find myself surrounded by all three, but what's a man to do
Still got a job to see through, so let's go, me and you
You're
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot
humming
Dynamite, dynamite, clef I got the cash
Yo let's skip town like harlem nights
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my
Episode one
Meet my friends
By Kerri Renton
Illustrated by Jason Howe
In the great Australian outback
Where the cowboys and cowgirls live
The night
rock you Chaka baby 'cause my name is Melle Mel
Step, Step, Step, Step, Step off
Because you got to get lost because you know you're soft (ha, ha!)
rock you Chaka baby 'cause my name is Melle Mel
Step, Step, Step, Step, Step off
Because you got to get lost because you know you're soft (ha, ha!)
some damage
I got a real bad habit of breaking hearts
You got real good heart for breakin' habits
You're fine as wine out of Sonoma
Made to put
been missin' uh
Tongue kissin' in the strangest positions
Givin' you a good taste
Of the thang's you've been missin' uh
Listen i can tell by the pain in
can
He got a shopping cart full of mad cans
He said he on his way to go cash in
In a good mood, I gave his ass a fifty
Not money, bitch, I gave him a 50
on a vacation
Gotta get away, make it happen
Whatever happened just had to happen
On vacation, yeah
I know you've been, I know you've been
Dancin', dancin'
if you wanna be tough
Cowboys I don't wanna
Hear ya' crying, I don't
Wanna hear ya' bellyaching
You gotta get on that horse and ride
(And I guess I'll
a façade (façade)
'Cause if you live by the sword, you get judged by the judge (judge)
'Cause these niggas crash dummies (crash dummies)
These niggas
on overtime with us,
Before I leave you in the dust
Cowboy up,
Show me what you've got, put your loving on eleven, make it hotter than hot
It's no big deal
forty-fo mag that's a upgrade
Spurs on tha boots get to spinning like I'm woody
Round up gang they be asking now how could he
Niggaz talkin' beef well I got
Where you belong?
We got just as much right here!
Shut up!
The farmer a good in criticism
No matter what the cowman says or thinks
You seldom see 'im
me, with me, with me)
(Felicia)
If I told you once, then I told you twice, you've got to get to know me
There's more to a relationship, then jumpin
If I told you once, then I told you twice, you've got to get to know me
There's more to a relationship, then jumpin' in the sheets
And if that's all
Logic
Talk shit, get hit, nigga
This is a world premiere
Logic, Juicy J, College Park
Takin' 'em back to 2011, my nigga
It's a good day (good
than you've ever fought before
'Cause what you've got goin' on inside you is a war
Between good and evil, be careful of those who wanna be you
They
than you've ever fought before
'Cause what you've got goin' on inside you is a war
Between good and evil, be careful of those who wanna be you
They
[DJ & (Regina) talking]
Yeah, yeah, yeah got a couple interviews to do today
(Yeah, uh we gotta interview with uh the Wild Cowboys, Sadat X)
Yeah,
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