other week Said, that if she played with her hair she's probably keen She's playin with her hair, well regularly So I reckon I could well be in She didn
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, Said, that if she played with her hair, she's probably keen She's playin with her hair, well regularly, So i reckon i could well be in. She didn
peace wasn’t in my briefs instead peace could stretch across the sees So finally we could just rest and in easy no refugees And you, well you could dress
if god will send a sign And if god will send his angels Would everything be alright? God has got his phone off the hook Babe, would he even pick up if he could
than to fool with a whiskey'n mama. Now I could be right and could be wrong, You been layin' out all night long. You telephoned this mornin', said you'd be
can get on me to find it. Lend a hand, help a friend. What's the reason, Tell me what be finding. Well we could all be happy. We take it all for
"Nightmare on Elm Street" But it was X, and they called it "Pubic Hair on Chelsea" "Well this is called ass rape, and we're shooting the jail scene" [Chorus] If you could
of toothpaste, Sometimes, It was cool, "cause I could go to a friend's, Crash there, Fool around and just skip school. But other times, I'd rather just be
young enough. If you will, to be saved, not in a religious sense; but not to constitute what this country at times calls if or which over. We seem to be
locked up I'm in jail and I don't know what happened They say I was runnin' butt naked Down the street screamin' "Ah ah ah ah" Well I'm sorry, I don'
your brain around the block to jog your fucking memory It's either them or me man, kill or be killed You will and be sealed your casket closed you still gonna be
know we lost hope and we needin it. Wit the evil it's forever. But it might be low down, scandalouz Like a tramp is. All for the street fame on how to be
crooked cops, The only way to stop the beast And only we can change It's up to us to clean up the streets, It ain't the same Too many murders, too
if maybe we could get together Outside the restaurant one day Cause I do look a lot different outside my work clothes I mean we could just go across the street
they've both had a few Well calm down, temper, temper You shouldn't get so annoyed You're acting like a silly little boy And they wanted to be men And do some fighting in the street
as the ways of fate would have it well in the end we sure did meet I am a man so high on this feeling I feel like dancing in the streets I'd hoped you
to me but y’all niggas be buggin’ But it’s aight because I will continue flooding the streets With heat for the ladies and niggas who be thugging And
