German lyrics
Rollercoaster Chevrolet I wanna make you go, praying everyday It's breaking my neck For you to talk to me I would crawl to thee I'm gonna get you and
my soul You're the wound of my world It's never for fun I never give up It's never for fun I never give up I never give up Breath! Your heat, your
got here SY BORG: All government sponsored recreational services are clean and efficient JOE: This is exciting I never plooked A tiny chrome-plated machine That looks like a magical pig
Cube ad libs and shouts for first 20 seconds] [Ice Cube] Why the fuck you wanna murrr-dah me? Your punk ass never heard of me I never did nuttin to
brow Wipe the miles away I like to think I can be so willed And never do what you say I'll never hear you And never do what you say Look my eyes are
Be Comin Around So I Kick It Like A Realla With The Style Im Too Set For A Cure So And I Don't Need For A Doctor To Work Late For Makin Yo Nerves Late
in hand, I rose from the dead,And threw with all my might, I made a pig noise off his head.Since we out west, I had a little fun,And pulled his fuckin
you And I won't hesitate to chop you until you, what they do with you? And if you lookin' for the betterer the betterer to combust You got the Cali gun for fun
aside, nigga, jail ain't fun Especially when you can't make yo bail and run Sittin' in the day room talkin' about appeal They ain't tryin' to hear that shit, be for
Why the fuck you wanna murrr-dah me? Your punk ass never heard of me I never did nuttin' to your family Still you wanna kill a young nigga randomly You
The Darth to the Vader Flip Over the Crossfader I'll serenade you with a bag of space raiders Or walkers or smiths or maybe even quavers 'Cos my love for you is like drugs for
The Darth to the Vader, Flip Over the Crossfader I'll serenade you with a bag of space raiders Or Walkers or Smiths or maybe even Quavers 'Cos my love for you is like drugs for
brow Wipe the miles away I like to think I can be so willed And never do what you say I'll never hear you and never do what you say Look my eyes are
wont run and pull the one jack move They love her for the Kingston sound, oh Baby, wanna give me kisses sweet Only for a night with no repeat Baby you wanna leave and never
me head El Presedinto, dance for me why don't you Call the bitch my new car I left a lof of bills on her Awww skeet skeet I won't for saint pete I'm
blaze with a face melter, go fish, pigeon itchin for a pit to put the pig in, scalped bottom feeder, nose bleeder, cheap seats, to the meat eater sweeps
