again? You say it's bullshit and tell me that it's all pretend But if it's false, then why don't the demons just disappear? And if it's untrue, then why
Ok, don't dat tune a fit fi radio play (Yeah) Don't dat tune a mek di gal dem wine up when dem hear it waan stay (True) It tell mi seh dem waan dat tune
shine Hey, hey, hey, don't you know Out in the country where the wild weeds grow Where people know how to have a good time (Real good time) The barefoot
the album drops the first weeks it's on sale But when demand grows it's time to expand yo You don't want no garbage papi it's ten grand per blow, fo'
that's been sitting in his yard You fix it up, you trick it out, you give it rims You give it bump, you give it all your time Because that's all you
start, then take it away. My name is Simpson, Bartholemew J. That's Bart, with an art, and a capital B, Then Simp, plus S-O-N, that's me! Introductions
But you gotta grow up that's what they say And we grew up in different ways But I think of you now and then Play an old record and I live it again My
. It's the rock, It's the roll, it's the pop, it's the soul, it's the funk, the hip-hop. Oh, DJ, don't you stop. It's the hits, it's the flops, Billie
na na na na na Life sweet [Verse 1:] Hey, Ghetto youths have it harda Nuff a we nuh grow with no fadda (no fadda) So we end up tun gangsta Nuff a dem
it, it?s so amazing. I can?t believe it, this beat is banging. I can?t believe it, it?s so amazing. I can?t believe it, I can?t believe i-it. [Chorus
drops the first weeks it's on sale But when demand grows it's time to expand yo You don't want no garbage papi it's ten grand per blow, fo' sho' "Somehow
By G's, and B.G's, O.G's, its time to ride [Verse 16: W.C.] Who the rider, looter through the gutter mayne Chewed up in them Carolina blue Hurricanes
tide By G's, and B.G's, O.G's, its time to ride [Verse 16: W.C.] Who the rider, looter through the gutter mayne Chewed up in them Carolina blue Hurricanes
of time Just to hear a voice of some kind. "When you hear the beep It will be three o'clock," She said that for over an hour And I hung it up. Well,
we've got no radio so we sing songs we know for miles and miles of open road get up get up get up let's go! (chorus) Get up get up get up get down (
't dat tune a fit fi radio play (Yeah) Don't dat tune a mek di gal dem wine up when dem hear it waan stay (True) It tell mi seh dem waan dat tune a
blank cassettes for Christmas Used to steal mom's change if it's easy to We used to make up names for our graffiti crew Used to talk about makin it big