I could control it, but I buckled Lashing out for no good reason at all Wish I could take it back, wish I could just rewind Wish I could take it back
Перевод: Sick Of It All. Перемотка.
Man you've seen it all before Your all too familiar wit' it There's a penis on the floor And two balls So you know who did it You know you wit' it, girl
it's time to skate Pillsbury dough sho' make a lot of cake Time to show all of these suckas how to paper chase The blueprint for the paper, just rewind it
lettin em loose Black and decker in the trunk it ain't nothin but tools Wanna run a money marathon it ain't nothin to prove My closet lookin like a stadium it
the earth quake (x2) Boom...(I know you hear it) Shake... I make you feel it(x2) Light-Light-Light it on fire Extra Extra, Read all about it, The
super-bad quick Now the smell of the pen has got them sick to the stomach Now ask yourself, who’s stupid? I take funky funky beats and I loop it And
with tall boots Can I get a encore I know you want more I know you sick of all them girls They’re such a bore But it’s my time I need ya'll to roar
give them all of our own And they tell us they're sick and they're all alone They make fools of us together but we always think of them All their laughing
that make you bitches stop dead You wanna cock it go ahead and cock it Dont make a nigga like me make you drop it I'm ten toes I'm from tha M-fuckin-Town
person to watch If your girl missin' the rock, purse and a watch Hot as it gets, from Hell came outta you debts Buy the cassette, rewind it to death Alota y'all sweat it
It has been, it has been, it has been, it has been It has been said that there has been known to be bloodshed Over bread, men who have bled to death,
[Busta Rhymes: A Tribe Called Quest - "Scenario" Sample] As I combine all the juice from the mind Heel up, wheel up, bring it back, come rewind RRRAH
true/ An all my love, I send to you/ This one here's for you, and you/ We still love you so you know it's all good (It's all good) Ya' alright (alright
keeps, most people pray that We all make it up out this godforsaken place that we've been all faced with We take our chances but they all wasted And
begin it and where does it all end? My medicine ball, you're in my medicine ball, friends All my West Side bitches throw it up Put a balloon inside your pussy, quief and blow it
