Lyrics:
BETWEEN A ROCK AND A HEARTBREAK
YEAH!
OOH I’M STUCK BETWEEN A ROCK AND A HEARTBREAK
YOU’D THINK BY NOW I’D LIVE AND LEARN
KEEP MY SELF FROM GETTING’N HURT
money where your mouth is, watch Redman house shit
And if it's beef I'll punch you in your mouth kid ('Damn!')
I got a heart but my heart is made out
of thought I got nicer
Talking about Heiser
I'm an old dog and old dog's get wiser
Caught up in the game, got ya thinking while your doing this
You never
Words and music by John Kay, Michael Wilk and Rocket Ritchotte
And she walks along by the river
Where you can be alone with your dreams
And she
could make a dinosaurs
Heart skip jurraosauraus tyrannosaurus
Jurassic park shit
I took your bitch off the bus on
Some Rosa Parks shit you on
The yacht
in the mood, just go with the flow
And I can play rapping records and all disco
Like "Beat It," "Billie Jean," by Michael Jackson
Or the Treacherous
four ways
Then chuck a tenner a day into Facebook's ad system to promote your latest single
Hoping it gets noticed by some important record label people
soon as she think the cock Asian (caucasian)
I turn that white girl to a crack rock
Make her feind for it
Billie Jean for it
Michael Jackson, Janet
into
Yeah I need my loot by rent day
But that ain't what gives me the heart of Kunta Kinte
I'm tryin' to give us us free like Sinke
I can't stop,
We’ve come to terms
This the life we lead some
Burn from it, Lucifer indeed they
Can’t separate their wants from needs some
Learn from it and try to teach
back from my classes
Or at Quals or at Little 5
But then every other time he was always by your side
I knew that something had clicked
And I was
the
Heart, if it's still beatin'
I ain't beaten i'm gone off the deep end
Towards madness, I'm sinking
Even your imagination screams I'm undefeated
Bring me
in the mood, just go with the flow
And I can play rapping records and all disco
Like "Beat It," "Billie Jean," by Michael Jackson
Or the Treacherous
Got the Wu-Tang Clan, It's yours
RZA's up in here, man
Couple announcements were made
Thirty-year anniversary, right
Thirty-year anniversary, yeah
And I'ma keep pickin on your weak ass crew
You, BITCH, Bizarre you a fat stutterin fuck
You a joke, I choke whoever buttered you up
I've been ridin by your
showing her ass like she Lizzo
She know what I was here for
My rubbers right by the pillow
Niggas tryna’ kick it with us just to get em’ a field goal
We
of Minotaur
women say I stay harder than a rock like the rock of Gibraltar
thats why they like to blow me like they put me on a poster
and keep me by there side
and suffering inflicted on your heart
You'll focus all your energy on making music now
So you can pick yourself up when you're feeling down
And then you'll learn
foolish, man
To see what really cursing ya?
Angry in your heart against your brother
You a murderer it’s like your thoughts are
Getting dirtier and dirtier
down or get a little mad
When there's stones in the road only one thing to do
You gotta learn to walk with rocks in your shoes, come on!
I heard some
of your angst
This ain't a prank
Learn your lesson
Or have a fucken wank
I'm like Thomas the Tank
These kids love me
Adults blush at me
I've got this
for you to die
That's why you better have your head on a swivel and your antennas up
Fucked around, get killed by a police the way you reachin', bruh
'em
I know y'all in the mood, just go with the flow
And I can play rappin records and all disco
Like "Beat It," "Billie Jean," by Michael Jackson
her brains out until she had a heart attack
Now her corpse is in a body bag, in the trunk of his Pontiac
Down by the lake is where I just parked it
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