m the type that'll drink Kahlua and gin - throw up on the mic Your life is ruined, you get socked right on site And even at the Million Man March, we
the type that 'll drink Kahlua and Gin-throw up on the mic your life is ruined, you get socked right on site and even at the Million Man March, we gon
Besseres geben? Du willst deinen Arsch bewegen. Was geht mich eeeuch? Alle Atzen sind cool drauf man und an die Toys, alle MC's sind Toys in Deutschland
[Ohne Fatman Scoop geschrieben] [Manny Marc] I have got the feeling we are gonna hit the ceiling it's the party of the year and it's happening right
when played with toys Let's change the game and let's start loving Soldiers never fight alone There's just as much fighting going on at home Protests, violence, marches
fields of futile war Toys of death are spitting lead Where boys that were our soldiers bled War horse and war machine Curse the name of liberty Marching
angels sayin' "The toys are us, and we don't even know" All the thug rock kids are playin' All the punk god angels sayin' "The toys are us, and we don
scream and shed no tear and if I'm in your dreams then your end is near. Now here comes the march of the boy brigade I'm a car parade of the toys he
the warboys Well they look so pretty as they march and drill It's such, a pity that they're dressed to kill Soldiers marching two by two When it all
Marching up, every day and every night To the drummers beat Titled the oldest profession, and it never fell back Not even in the recession No Christmas toys
Kahlua and gin - throw up on the mic Your life is ruined, you get socked right on site And even at the Million Man March, we gon' fight Chorus: Eminem
[Unwritten Law] Remember when, I was ten, lookin forward to Christmas again, everything, I enjoy, like the family Christmas tree and the toys, and
intro/chorus two: g-man] Whenever you need good lovin You gotta understand, it takes a man, a man To keep you satisfied [chubb rock] Ha ha ha Now toys
Tom disrespect Tom Teflon through his chest and fuck 'em for T I'm rolling in my candle camouflage Wing ding and white wands and now I ready to march
remember when, i was ten, lookin forward to xmas agian, everything, i enjoy, like the family xmas tree and the toys, and i'd wake up early morning while
: "--all the red toys,--" Bert: "Ye--" (he suddenly realizes) Ernie: "--all the toys with wheels, and all the toys with ladders. Yessir, I'm really putting away the toys." (Ernie marches