Lyrics:
Anticipation has a habit to set you up
For disappointment in evening entertainment but
Tonight there'll be some love
Tonight there'll be a ruckus,
You must be crazy
Or I must be crazy
or is it maybe I've been here times before and
I've said, "yes", meaning no but, oh
A lot of shit has changed
jijima ah jijima
Woya jijima ah jijima
Hay, hay, hay, hay, hay, woh, woh, woh, woh
Ha na na na na woya hala
Hay, hay, hay, hay, hay, woh, woh, woh, woh
Ha
Rid of a fool like you
The wrath has just begun
The time has finally come
And it hurts so bad, and it drives you mad
Life with a blinded view
see
Since the girl i love dearly
Has cast her loving spell on me
Thiis is the day the cuckoo likes
And so do I
When the hills fall down in different
I'mma hit these niggas this time (La-la, la, la-la, da, da-da)
He-he-he-he ha-ha-ha
And if you are just joining us, welcome to the moment of truth,
Jones
Smoke rollin' out the window
An ice cold beer sittin' in the console
Memory lane up in the headlights
Has got me reminiscing on the good times
Jones
Smoke rollin' out the window
An ice cold beer sittin' in the console
Memory lane up in the headlights
Has got me reminiscing on the good times
And have you plead your case to us
At Strangeland at sundown
Be careful of the biz
Cause everything has got a price attached
Wake up with a horse head in
we prayed for
One of our own
Just wait
Though wide he may roam
Always
A hero comes home
He goes where no one has gone
But always
A hero comes home
comes with a price that you must pay
I didn't know that yesterday
Good junk, bad funk, I can see through you
Peace, love, everyone be your own guru
Ha
left to do
Now that the weight has lifted
Love has surely shifted my way
Marry me
Today and every day
Marry me
If I ever get the nerve to say
tiene muchas flores
No le falta una plegaria que el
Te reza por las noches
Y si alguno a ti te nombre
El le dice: se murio
5 años no es un dia
Has
up buy me a Volvo, faaather
Isn't it terrific, artificial RHONDA!
One-Adam Twelvesee the enormous white
Pompadour! Ha-Ha ha-ho!
That's a good one!
There's something I must address
This crossover sugar-free rap has got to rest
It causes death
Real rap tells you to stand tall
Phony rap has you thinkin'
aynsley, you can take it
With a grain of salt, ha ha ha
I don't mean to upset you, lads i
Don't mean to upset you, lads
But the reason my retorts were
So
See my head (no, no more, stop it) mY HEAD?!
Ha ha haha
Let's see if you can put your knees
All the way up to your armpit's, art
Artie, Artie, Artie
More, more, mo-mo-mo-mo-more, mo-mo-more!
He's had enough, he's had enough!
Bwah hah ha hah, gettin' off, gettin' off!
Bwah hah ha hah, gettin' off,
More, more, mo-mo-mo-mo-more, mo-mo-more!
He's had enough, he's had enough!
Bwah hah ha hah, gettin' off, gettin' off!
Bwah hah ha hah, gettin' off,
your eyes)
Ah ha ha ha ah aha ah aha aha ah ahah ah
Ahahah ahaah ahaha
I see kids, I see bliss
I see our Parisian kiss
On the Eiffel Tower asking me
the time
(Let 'em know) and it's like that (Word)
And it's like that
Baby (Ha ha ha) come on, yo
I was only around on the block chilling, yo
(Damn) i was
You know what it is
Ay Kink B, what it do nigga?
Coach K
These niggas wanna play man ha ha ha
They bench riders man
They can't ban the Snowman
well
But how well do you know Hell? (Whoa)
Nowhere left to go now but underground
And this darkness has become a haven
I'm going deeper
ha), but I can't so fuck it (big dude)
Hoppin' out the back of phantom like, "What up?" I'm thuggin' (I am)
Big dude makin' big rules
Pinky ring
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