been yoanin' for ya (Yearnin') Call me a drunkie that's wrong, don't play it instead of rich bone Young son that's full of that come, we needs a one and a
of Pan Am Airlines, we'd like to be the first To welcome you to New York City We'd like to thank you for flying Pan Am The local time is 6:45 a.m. and
I'm not alive, You know I wouldn't want it any other way. O-o-o, o-o-o-ooooo O-o-o, o-o-o-ooooo O-o-o, o-o-o-ooooo (repeat until fade)
of Mayhem with D-O double G-Y and we ride Slidin' to a whole different beat on the street Bang bang chitty chitty I'm a crazy nigga from the mad ass
double-O-G what? M-A-double-N I smoke joke and grin, and fuck your best friend Only if she a ten, then I slide right in Boogee and DJ Spin, be thunder
is a ghostly galleon Tossed upon the cloudy seas When the road is a ribbon of moonlight Over the purple moor A highwayman comes riding Riding, riding A
em' all lyin' half in blood and half in shame Well I met a man on '32 and he stuck out his hand And he offered me a thousand if I'd fall before his
man with a hit since Willie Mays I'm playin' for the A's, O.G. was right 'cause rhyme pays I walk through a rainstorm, I didn't even get wet I was bailing
was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, The road was a ribbon of moonlight, over the
moon is a ghostly galleon, tossed upon the cloudy seas, When the road is a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor, A highwayman comes riding, Riding, riding, A
go look at your mother for a while. You notice she's wearin' a funny sorta smile Well, that just means I've been there and I've gone. Now if you got a
(Flight attendant, filtered: On behalf of Pan Am Airlines [sounds of toking], we'd like to be the first to welcome you to New York City. We'd like to
Forget about the fact that many trails have been tracked Maybe it's a plus that there's a path If this was some uncharted land I'd have to be a smarter
learning cylces forget about the fact that many trails have been tracked maybe it's a plus that theres a path if this was some uncharted land i'd have to be a
A.K.A. I-D-I-O-T Automatic Schmuck Bearded Lady Black Jack Closed For The Season Die, All Right! Fever Find Another Girl Get Together To Tear It Apart
We raw mayn (we raw) if pimp was a drug we'd O.D. (c'mon) Got game for days - betta keep yo' broad away from a nigga like me I likes to play (I likes
cynical at a fool then I send a crew back to school I never packed a tool or acted cool, it wasn't practical I'd rather led a tactful, tractical, track
fire and everybody bails One nigga on the ground dying in hell Fo'real! [Chorus: Prodigy and kids] A B C D E F G H I J K L M O P P P P P P P And numero