Lyrics:
a song takes me back to some place in my past --
it dazzles it leaves me aghast.
After all these years, . . .
© Steven E. Cutts, 2019
Club, Bretter auf die Eckzähne
Wie Wile E. Coyote, hast du eine Pechsträhne
Was weißt du, schon über miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiich
C-Flex, gibt auf dich
to kiss
He asked her what her name was
Miss? E. R. Why
He said
No not where am I
I mean I think I missed your name
She told him
Nah, I don't blame you
They
when the leaves spark
Nast E. overseas but made it back for when the beat start crackin'
Bleed magic, heathen addict, relapsing when did he start?
Shit I
through
In a jam gotta keep the grip close to
Then I told E. Scott
To bring them hoes through
Getting money
Watch how they approach you
My voice sound good
that my words is magic I sit back, spit that, the verse is tragic How hard could it be for you to be me? Cause I'm the J. O. O. E. Get up and boogie,
to Robert E. Lee, uh
Hyper capitalistic fascist elites got us crowding the streets
This revelations, peep the mark of the beast
I'll never offer defeat
out by now but it didn't
Cuz I'm still chasing that thing that don't owe me
Like it's roadrunner and I'm Wile E. Coyote
There's lots of us in the same
friend, why you inflicted
You wanna get lethal this summer, I feel like this life is a bummer
I had to go run through the tunnel
Like Willie E. Coyote,
I couldn't even stay away
She want sex all day
Ugh, tell me if ya'
Ugh, feel it
I was in my bad
Bad Spirit
Then I found peace
Took her ass to Chuck E.
CLEAN
YOU LIKE THAT SHEILA E. SCENE, YOU TELL ME
YEAH, YOU RAP BUT CAN YOU SING & DANCE
I PULLED ON THE ESSENCE & GLANCED AT YOU
ASSISTED BY A CHUCKLE,
I’m sure
E. Silva
You ask for business
ask for money
ask for show
You ask for dinner
ask for mercy
where is my soul
I’m sure baby
I can show you
a principal in a school yh
Omotonfimipa they like wassup ,nah iye e.
All bout my bag & fore any shit, We ride tru hardship
Just to av kudi walai yh I had
the President
And when he wins, he will begin forming a super-team of friends
You know their call, say
P. E. N. G. U. GO!
Thank God for our mutual friend
We're
when me and x split had the fries at mckyd's
Back when I was cleaning floors at the chuck e. cheese
Back when bitches called me Jordan now they call
even see & now they micro chipping tha sheep/ 85 you wear it on ya sleeve 85 we all had tha crush on shelia E. Big blocks of cheese look like dem money
Paris 'Days of old'-ja
Nagy durranás volt még Doug E. Fresh 'Basketball'-ja
A Sugar Hill Gang alatt ment az igazi brake,
20 évvel ezelőtt még nem
Always helped when I had questions, all my olders like course
I peeped the game from 6ix, TE & E. Mak, a bright force
Bent by the powers, we evade, defy
Can vei la lauzeta mover
De joi sas alas contral rai -
Que s'oblid' e.s laissa chazer
Per la doussor c'al cor li vai -
Ai tan grans enveya m'en ve
De
avoid the glue trap
We was hip hoppers then but they ain't even call it that
Rick Ross naw, Slick Rick Doug E. beat box
This real dope shit ain't gonna
tuna deli Hall and Oates who'd go for that
I remember shooting pool looking cool smoking cigarettes
Chuck E. Weiss playing tunes at the Viper Room
Slap the taste out ya mouth
Slap the taste out ya mouth
E. SLIM verse -
Stop playing got my slap hand activated
Slap the spirit from your body that
ready? Let's go.
Now let's take a show.
Chẳng bao giờ em hết ngầu.
Girl you are the best now.
Không yêu em thì thà anh ế.
Fall in love gì mà nhanh thế?
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