glorify his holy name. (REPEAT) (CHORUS) Ain't no tree, gonna wave it's branches. As long as I'm alive I'll glorify his holy name. (REPEAT) (CHORUS) Ain't no rock
Перевод: Mercy Me. Не Нет Рок.
she ain't riding On the turnpike you you bobbing While I'm weaving Getting weede Believe me This pimp shit ain't easy baby I tell you ain't no hoes like
bilingual Fly like a flamingo, I'm a pitcha, everything I freak I eat like Al Pacino, you don't like me baby You ain't happy, you need some Ecstasy Now
me when I was down Fuck what you say, just (don’t hurt me, don’t hurt me no more) That’s right bitch: and I don’t need you, don’t want to see you Bitch
crumble I will never stumble Verse #2 I love pissing you off, it get's me off Like my lawyers, when the fucking judge lets me off All you motherfuckers gotta do is set me
on home with me, I like the way you give it to me! Chorus: K-Ci, JoJo I like the way you give it to me -- let me see you toss it up (repeat 4X w/ variations
blues brothers. Cold weather rock the ramma. Lye in front off the jerry d.a. and ya . I represent street niggas, carry heat niggas. Wants to keep niggas. ain’t
of me You probably know some bitch niggaz who wanna murder me Busta Reggie Murray Ramp and Mercy's all we need for disaster For me the microphone
me on the big screen, livin' out my dreams Cypress, Assassins, SX, latin thug thing Fools think they get bad, I ain't really with that Flavour of the
eyes no sounds [Busta Rhymes] I thought I told you who it is right now You ain't go to guess this ain't a fuckin quiz right now Tap better like Melvin
lock you up Gonna rock you down Gonna knock you out Make you hide This love ain't real it's just a fake I don't care what you may You gotta keep saying
’s time for me to ruin Those who don’t believe in what I’m saying When I put up the wall of words ain’t no way into my queendom Controlled by me, the
lie And we both know that it ain't right But if you ever loved me Please have some mercy on me Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Tell 'em anything you want to Just don't
that come around jockin On my tip when on the radio my recors be rockin Don't come frontin askin me for a pound You ain't invited means you simply ain't
for me Atlantic records say just make another hit for me I tell 'em, cut a hundred million dollar check for me Like it or not, don't lose no respect for me
yes, I'll make careers disappear Like hocus, pocus, no joke, it's Push' Mercy, mercy, oh Lord, who is he? Who curse me, curse me? But doing me, it hurts me so, puts me
they get down, body rock [body rock, bock rock, body rock]. We say the war shouldn't stop until they get down, body rock [body rock, body rock, body rock
