Lyrics:
of protesters filing to prevent the return the 8 year old Elian Gonzales to his father
Anarchy
Two teenage gunman enter Columbine High School and open fire
the corner
Don't go nowhere
What do I care?
Your kisses are worth waitin' for
Believe me
I don't stay out late
Don't care to go
I'm home about eight
the corner
Don't go nowhere
What do I care?
Your kisses are worth waitin' for
Believe me
I don't stay out late
Don't care to go
I'm home about eight
When I see the Eight, I think of the eight righteous persons
God saved when He destroyed this old world
There was Noah, his wife, their three sons
he only got an eight now, now
I feel that I'm paused by all the pills
I see no wrong, yeah
On a foggy day
Revolving doors in London to a foggy
Standing by a riverside
A river so deep and so wide
Current's too strong for only one man
I know because I tried
I got eight oars -
four
And we got to get to Heaven
Am I black enough for you
Am I black enough for you
We gotta move on up
Eight by eight
Without no witness
We ain't
trucks an' cars an' goin' on"
"Come on by man"
"Oh man, the station is done closed!"
Now the gas station was closed, and the snow was eight feet
the corner
Don't go nowhere
What do I care?
Your kisses are worth waitin' for
Believe me
I don't stay out late
Don't care to go
I'm home about eight
Ya betta off drinkin' King Cobra
Went to clean over there on 8-8
Fo tryin' ta playa hate
The straight laced Triple Gold
Break, break gripple holds
you smoke crack Sam? Prepare to fuckin' die
Fuck Crazy Joe, my name is Crazy Flow
You thought I had eight, but I got ten mo'
Off beat and on beat,
happen, from pr to jamica
Its Angie mar superstar
Beenie man, man tell me whatchu want
Me I want more then 8 bars, more then one car
My nigga gotta call
She gets too hungry for dinner at eight
She likes the theatre and never comes late
She never bothers with people she'd hate
That's why the lady
the corner
Don't go nowhere
What do I care?
Your kisses are worth waitin' for
Believe me
I don't stay out late
Don't care to go
I'm home about eight
and his explorers
Eight nights 'til Christmas Day is here
Only eight nights, oh
Oh Santa, I adore ya
Oh, I'll be waiting for ya
Rudolph and his
walkin home, I ain't got nobody
Of my own
I've been waiting here since eight
And now it's ten
I've been playing your little game
Since I don't know when
to the dentist, that boy like I'm Rodman
Pull up, a SRT-8 like O'Reilly
First car a Lambo' like, "Fuck Maserati" (skrrt)
I got a ridiculous whip (yeah)
I got
the number seven
But when they get to you (5, 6, 7, 8, never)
First thing that they do (7, 8, 9, 10, Heaven)
But when they get to you (4, 3, 2, 1, never get
then I swear that shit is borin' (she's too borin')
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine (yes)
What you tryin'? (You tryin' what?)
even pay your income tax
Workers of the world, unite and be lazy
Workers of the world, listen to me
Another 8 hours at the factory
Another 8 hours
on the 8, I dun left the po foe
I'mma come down sipping deuce
Let the 3 wheel Poyo gonna hop juice
Sitting sideways, boys in a daze
On a Sunday night I might
on the 8, I dun left the po foe
I'mma come down sipping deuce
Let the 3 wheel Poyo gonna hop juice
Sitting sideways, boys in a daze
On a Sunday night I might
One
Two
Three
Four
Five
Six
Seven
Eight
Ba-da-da-da, ba-da-da-da, ba-da-ba-da-da-da-da
Ba-da-da-da, ba-da-da-da, ba-da-ba-da-da-da-da
out love
snow scenes level lonely bastards
eight feet of earth
the whole thing suddenly worth
a faster gun, a faster gun, a faster gun, right now
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