that feels I'm doubling over I'm bubbling under I'm doubling over I'm bubbling under I'm doubling over I'm bubbling under and sometimes I wonder... And over and under
what I said man? Can all that weak noise I write, busta go and get your little weak boys You know what bring a player joy? Playin' with them glock toys
yo scratch like that there Boss Playa niggaz beware the ganga-gangsta type of Luni hoolum atmosphere fo rappin about the clothes you wear, I represent welfare no happy-happy, joy-joy
Wheat Buck Wheat is a waskal, that's no Christmas And all the toys, boys and girls, fuck ya wishes I got happy over joy in this muthafucka No indo under
be Slug or Murs, under that black raven's curse The ravens eyes still have the seeming of a demon that is dreaming Lamplight over him still streaming
or Murs, under that black raven's curse. The raven?s eyes still have the seeming of a demon that is dreaming, Lamplight over him still streaming, hear
never be Slug or Murs Under that black raven's curse The raven's eyes still have the seeming Of a demon that is dreaming Lamplight over him still streaming
to feel I wanna squash them under my heel So don't touch me anymore 'Cause it feels like spiders Like spiders all over me Like spiders Like spiders all over
frontin' with Mary PETER Holy shit! SISTER CHANTELLE I?ll pretend I didn?t hear that. KYRA & TANYA Think it over. PETER Hail Mary full of
is a waskal thats no Chrismas and all the toys, boys and girls fuck ya wishes I got happy over joy in this muthafucka no indo under my tree so Santa
is a waskal Thats no Chrismas And all the toys, boys and girls Fuck ya wishes I got happy over joy in this muthafucka No indo under my tree so Santa
Of timeless joy, via the oasis [Chorus] Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah [x2] [Verse 3: Andy] You see my man Dan Large he's out of this world And the People Under
man Hear what I said man? Can all that weak noise I write, busta go and get your little weak boys You know what bring a player joy? Playin' with them
in my life, I see I need love There I was giggling about the games that I had played with many hearts, and I'm not saying no names Then the thought occured, tear drops
the broom cupboard where he had control as far as the fall, the rasping descent of her tights. When his hand covered wet hairs she took over among
've always been water Nothing's gonna change I've always been Drowning Love is under me Drowning Love is over me Drowning Love is under me Drowning Love is over
