have names... Red Harry was a bright young spark that flew and burned old London Town in '66. He flew to bits. He tore it down (bubonic bliss!). And me
The posse is strong, the lines are long People flocking to my shows just to hear a song like this It's not a diss, it's a mouth full of bliss Throw your
domestic bliss It just doesn't get any better than this With got pink flamingos in the front yard Picture window with a view of Wal-Mart Blue collar heaven domestic bliss
defying gravity And you can't pull me down Glinda, come with me Think of what we could do together Unlimited, together we're unlimited Together we'll be the greatest team
't pull me down! Glinda, come with me. Think of what we could do -together! Unlimited Together we're unlimited Together we'll be the greatest team
jetta to the lexus may God bless this ya know I mean (whoomp there it is) like Tag Team we keep it tight like the firm got plans like A-Team no black
1 ripples to cripple the continuity Tap water builds character Right I irrigate it straight to mainline You want to do the same? Fine These pretty profit grommet teams
bad bitches turn regular tracks hoes, we mack hoes, then sell 'em a dream, from here to California have 'em holdin my cream, I'm on a winnin team, off
Team Wu-Tang's holdin' down the 1st, 2nd and 3rd positions And it looks like it's goin' to be another sure win for Team Wu-Tang As they take home another
t pull me down: (spoken) Glinda - come with me. Think of what we could do: together. (sung) Unlimited Together we're unlimited Together we'll be the greatest team
's fanatic paranoids fire heaven's loaded gun If it was right to be believing, then it must be in this that difference is beautiful, and living it is bliss, there are no teams
God bless this happy home God bless the hugs and kisses Keep us all safe and warm Keep us in ignorant bliss Heaven help old Joseph Bloggs in his cardboard
bliss It just doesn't get any better than this With got pink flamingos in the front yard Picture window with a view of Wal-Mart Blue collar heaven domestic bliss
cargo Foranardo, suit the neck drive passtol Suit the hand sand, Fly genie bitches with fans Arabian bang, diamond cut chandelier fame Out with bass glanded nice god bliss
endings prevented Sometimes I feel it's all just too big to be true I sabotage myself for fear of what my bigness could do Fear of bliss and fear of
musical liberation The Peas then demonstrated the demonstration And you will feel the flush of relaxation I'ma wax these and then get heavy rotation I got you in bliss
Birds Are Writin It Hurts The Herds So Curse The Surge Enlighten Straight Off The B-Team Bench Oh My Good Goodness, Look What These Three Clench Yo It's Bliss
Niggas betta get respect when I flex Comin tech flows like amphibians From here to the Carribeans Unexplored territories like Venus Niggas never seen the teen the teams