It's not cricket to picket not cricket Oh, no it's just not coming for to picket You haven't any right you know You're acting in great haste Just think
(feat. Cappadonna, George Clinton, Streetlife) [Hook: Method Man (George Clinton)] Get that money, God, keep your sword sharp (Eastside, Westside) Get
[Hook: Method Man (George Clinton)] Get that money, God, keep your sword sharp (Eastside, Westside) Get that money, God, keep your sword sharp (Eastside
Little boys and little girls dream of big, big things They're taught at a tender age just what life should bring Get a job, say, 'I do' and settle yourself
One morning, before the leaves began changing I caught a piece of summer and poured it into a pitcher; This I placed in the cellar on a shelf collecting
I was up and out my mothers house at 17 Been a grown ass married man ever since Family reunions, I'm talked about but never seen Cause I learned that
The places I remember are getting worn and withered My heart's the picket fences and needs a little mending Am I not everything you thought I should be
We all become what we most dislike In this picket fence cartel Tell, nothing left to tell What have we become cycle all over again I filled the shoes
It's not cricket to picket, not cricket Oh, no it's just not coming for to picket You haven't any right you know, you're acting in great haste Just think
I got a deep dark secret, that no one knows about Deep dark secret that you can't live without Deep dark tar pit, once it's got you it won't let go Deep
i never held a funeral for that big part of me that died. i need to put these thoughts to rest. i need to find a peace of mind. i need to piece my mind
now I love my picha pie as long as i eat picha pie i know i'll be alive i want all my garlic beef pepperoni, double cheese ang picha pie... o picha pie
( Pich ) Les journes sont passes Dont t'avais besoin pour savoir Le temps s'est coul T'arrives m'oublier Pour moi c'est un abme noir Tu n'changeras plus
( Pich Huet / Pich Hinton ) Cochez oui cochez non... Nom, prnom, nom d'fille de votre mre Nommez-nous quelques-uns de pres L votre ge, l votre numro Attention
Une orpheline m'a dtrouss m'aideriez-vous la retrouver elle n'a ni parents ni foyer pour la corriger impunment elle court son gr son air gamine m'a
( Pich ) Avec l'amour qui est jamais facile Avec le temps qui arrange rien Quand c'est la vie qui a l'air inutile On dit que de pleurer a fait du bien
Chu pas mal mal parti Pour sauver mon pays J'y ai tellement rv Qu'chu dj trop fatigu, maudit! J'me suis tellement menti mo pis mes amis Qu'j'aurais envie