ve been through the desert on a horse with no name It felt good to be out of the rain In the desert you can't remember your name 'Coz there aint no
the vapors And I'm not a pup, for what? A Muppet caper And all the ghetto groupies get free with the quickness And Show concentrate and only thinks about business I hate a
shaking the devils hand You've got a hell of a reputation Thats the name of my game Been digging all night 'Cause I heard your name Got a mean main
country side The southbound freight was running late desperate to make up time When a giant of a man with a sack in his hand leaped off like a mountain
Seemed that jarred the country side It was a southbound freight and it was runnin' late tryin' hard to make up time When a great big man with a sack
shootin basketball goals Now his goals just aren't the same But when you've got to get high, just to survive scoring's still the name of the game From a pepsi and a
louis vuitton Buying groceries with coupons, sleeping on a futon No self-esteem to cover her lack of confidence She get on twitter retweetin' all the compliments Pretty face, nice strut with a
make a fortune Just your nose should make a lot (how do you siphon?) I like the way you wear those gaudy-colored shirts you've got, boy! The only time a rainbow ever covered up a
the territory in the story of a Gangsta (You'se a gangsta boy) And they never invade the territory in the story of a Gangsta (You'se a gangsta boy) And
a Corvette, I drive a semi-iroc Suzuki I'm the locksmith . . . with the key to fame Never high on myself, always stay the same Play a lot because I'm hot and like a horse
Spurrin' a wild with my head flung back You'll all know me, my name's Bareback Jack You'll all know me, my name's Bareback Jack Well here I am I'm a
Of Everyone. Im Proud My Name Is Dloc, No Joke Son, And I'll Be Proud When Im A Dad, When I Have A Daughter Or A Son. From The Mountain Tops, Where
have a cold? how long have you had a cold? About a year. (about.) You had a cold for a year, are you trying to bring a cold into zis country. oh my
boroughs Yeah, my name's whispered in the ghettos When I'm on stage, I write a book, flip a page Write a chapter, and leave a hell of a phrase Now, before
innocence died With a rusty advertisement, dangling by a nail Says popcorn and Pepsi for a dime And down at the depot where I left for good There?s a hobo with
a pack on his back Or work up and down the streets of a town with a whip and a horse and a hack He can haul a scow along a canal Run a cow around a
a pack on his back Or work up and down The streets of a town With a whip and a horse and a hack. He can haul a scow along a canal Run a cow around a
