Lyrics:
funny accents
And was willing to
Make herself beautiful, then
Grotesque, then absurd, then
Back again and here she is now, demure
By comparison, just
the pin
I aint let em worry me real is what ive been
Now I'm on my third strike but I'm a hit the streets agian
[Chorus]
3 strikes you out, 3 strikes you
again I'm history
So I'm a keep everything low so they can't get to me
3 strikes nigga
[Chorus]
3 strikes you out, 3 strikes you lose
3 strikes
to a butcher there by the name of Billy Brown.
And I wore the bloody apron for three long years or more,
Until I shipped on board the Ocean Queen, belonging
Dabi m3blow
Papa bi kaa saa )de de hia saa de k)) Owuo mu
Do something for the mean time p3 kakra hy3 wo b)t) mu
Everybro wan get it large nanso
crew once again mi seh.
No one inna fi yuh crew bad like me
Anytime wi dey , wi guh do , DN Town wi dey
M'asua ade3 nti m'apon meho. Pemfo)
Mese Max
And baseball are just the same
Strike one
Oh, she did it again
Strike two
Looks like I'm never gonna win
Strike three
Oh, I was out without a doubt
I
never, never again
Never, never, never again
Never, never, never again
This story is bigger than Jim
Bigger than him, never again
In 1875 A Kiowa Chief by
touch you again
I just need to love you again
I want to be with you again
Touch you again
Love you again
With you again
Words and music by John Denver
smoking a 3.5 and copping a zip and it flew by
Saying "My oh my!" I ain't gon' let that slide
So we gon' let it fly
Bitch slam my door again, pour my four
Nigel, he's tripped, Nigel has tripped, and he's under and Simon
fails again, er, here is Gervaise, and Simon is through by accident.
Here's Gervaise to be
Now a nigga tired again, Smoke a three, five, get fried again
I don't even know what the fuck I was waiting on, had to learn I can't rely on them
darkness the world in decline
Clutch for the hammers to reclaim the throne
Three brought together by warriors unknown
United to vanquish all hell from
MCs, how? To rhyme first
Of course you rap last, so you can show off your skirt
I guess it didn't work on "4 3 2 1"
You got out done by
I guess it didn't work on "4 3 2 1"
You got out done by Canibus the young gun
Your last weapon, is to call out Wyclef Jean
Not knowing that you
"Hey punk, you forgot your chair!"
And by the look in his eyes, I knew that this was the end.
Then he body slammed me two or three times
And he put
to fit
Wayeh again
3la bosat rass f kola sba7 ta3mit
My heart get locked on
No 1 can calm it
Man ghir nafssi li 3azzit
Je souhaite a chaque fois la mort
the mannequin (Agh)
Three-piece suit or Jeff Hamilton (Yes)
Laker leather on, whatever storm we damaging
(You would go at him again)
Yeah, I'm the man again (Uh,
Five four three two one
Ok I guess you high again
You tell me you love my vibes
You beg me just to sing again
I can tell you really like me
By
MUKLUKS!.
2: Yeah...mukluks.
1: Say it again.
2: Mukluks.
1: Say it LOUDER.
2: MUKLUKS!
1: Um, hmm...good eh?
2: Yeah, it is a good one...I didn't want
This the type of jam that be getting no airplay
You asked for it buddy, here it comes
One two, watch out for the man in blue
Three four, I keep
on the TV
And that's about the time she walked away from me
Nobody likes you when you're twenty-three
And are still more amused by TV shows
What
again me seh one time again tell dem
One time again tell dem one time again me seh
One time again me seh one time again
[Verse 2 by GYC]
Excuse me
Me I
just enough room to cram the drums
In the corner over by the dodge
It was a fifty-four
With a mashed up door
And a cheesy little amp
With a sign
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