I hate it, you're always smiling. Such a strong, cute and popular person. I hate it, I am slow, a dunce. No one needs me at all... You're always skilled
I hate it, you're always smiling. Such a strong, cute and popular person. I hate it, I am slow, a dunce. No one needs me at all... You're always
kept But she kept trying and he kept lying She found out and she hardly slept And so it was life in the east Life in militia Life in the streets Concrete jungle
Birthday boy is in for a treat And the message is clear Once a year life can be sweet Caught in a flash Cover girl freezes her smile Media trash Blinding
watchin for the po,po Roll over then pull it got my bullet in my fo,fo I gotta stand it's turnin to a jungle (green bay) Comin out a 4-door benz and I
with a smile Capture with the style A touch of magic sure to make you sigh Can you still be a sail with this ball and chain Run through the jungle,
back Well a bare army green full up mi flight pack Some red eye guy a wonder which bank we hijack And a we the voluptuous girls a smile at Any bwoy nuh
[Intro:] Mayday Yep, Good to go again [Chorus:] Dancehall nice again (John, Bogle, Keeva, Stacy) People smilee again (Sadiki and the whole fraternity
with black curtains near the station. Blackroof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings. Silver horses ran down moonbeams in your dark eyes. Dawnlight smiles
a look across my way She said hop for a ride You'll never ask me but I'll tell you anyway She took me out on the blackboard jungle Put me straight in
's den That flow, that funk that crown You looking at the king of the jungle now Stronger ever can't hold me down A hundred miles going from the [?] smile
watches a video of a father playing catch with his son An adult film star paints thumbnail portraits of elderly couples, fully clothed and smiling A record
black curtains Near the station Black country roof No gold pavements Tired starlings Silver horses Ran down moonbeams In your dark eyes Dawn light smiles
's better than not coming back at all Many a good man I saw fall And even now, every time I dream I hear the men and the monkeys in the jungle scream
2 In To A Eight And Wen I Smile It Luk Like A Bag Of Coke I Gets High Im Twisted Like A Bag Of Ropes And I Cum From Da Jungle Im Like Peter I Ride For
I met you, it was night Got you thru? the jungle, right Was it you ? Was it me ? Was it just me falling in love with you ? I?m a cutie, so pretty broke
