body with somebody toast This shit just practice, sickest rappin' Baptist, kill your pastor Steal your Chap Stick, after that make you kiss a cactus Then take your
fearsome rebellious sellin death to ya eardrums I'm never tellin, diary, just a firey felon Coffins I'm nailin All your frail men on a scale Your deep space maybe's Inject your
Keep the door locked, don't knock while the boat rock We go-bots and robots so they gotta wait 'til the show stop Or how 'bout on the beach with black sand Lick up your
The Heavster, measure the pleasure then treasure the note That I wrote, and you can quote, flow like I row like a boat Takin a stand, don't need a hand
it seems you haven't gained enough To be seen in the right scene, your thoughts, they seem so convincing But your actions don't follow through Remember, never say never because it never comes true Your
lost sight of your sailor boy.'' Well, she wrung her hands and she tore her hair. She was like a young girl in great despair. And her little boat against
the levee, mama, water's gonna overflow Swamp's gonna rise, ain't no boat's a gonna row Now, you can train on down to Williams Point You can bust your
and row your boat nigga Signal your plane, yes we get on them planes and fly high We fly high, like bo! Bo! bo! Now your row your boat nigga, and get
' the family, not freakin' in the Benz Instead of rentin', pay for that roof on your head And stop pimpin' in your mind knowin' you a trick Put your hustle
time If, by chance, the lunatic should get the final vote This can be your serenade, I will row the boat (BRIDGE 2) If you?re passing through, you better keep your
'all bustas got time to play. My nigga Tombstone, Krayzie Bone, swing around your way, your way. (Chours 2x) (Krayzie) Now what if we banged your brain
on the levee, mama, water's gonna overflow Swamp's gonna rise, no boat's gonna row Now, you can train on down to Williams Point You can bust your feet
of my tongue I register your every touch I hear your smell and I hear your smile Fast as light two hundred miles And all across that line Stretched between your
When I've done the work o day, And I row my boat away, Down the waters o Loch Tay, When the evening light is fallin', And I look towards Ben lawyers,
When the money's gone Will you be my friend? Float a small row boat till our ship comes in When the winter nights, chill us to the soul Will you feed
little boat is empty It don't go And my oar is broken It don't row, row, row Row, row, row Row, row, row Row, row, row Row, row
Rockin' the boat from shore to shore So jump right in 'cause this is where it's at In the sea of cowboy hats, yeah Feel free to scrape your boots 'til