went and dyed his hair just like me A bunch of little kids wanna swear just like me And run around screamin', "I don't care, just bite me" I think I
of you guys seen Willie Calloway? Wille who, man? What you talkin bout? Calloway, Willie Calloway What this fool talkin bout? Yeah If y'all think I'm
went and dyed his hair just like me A bunch of little kids wanna swear just like me And run around screamin, "I don't care, just bite me" I think I
thugging So I walked into my bedroom, got down on my knees Put my hands together and I prayed Lord please Let me get past this bridge over water that's trouble
lips become percussion And my fists become the rage And I pound on this table Till it gives me something to say Then I think about things That I?ve
what you need now Name your desire Say what you need now In the times of trouble When you think you can't last Think ahead now and not of the past Put
greed And that most of our young will die overseas But it all remains to go unseen We are living for today not the past, trying to hold on 'Cause the trouble
look up, and see your girl in the limo with us You may think that's enough boy but I think not Charlie kick his face again I think you missed a spot I
groove it goes on When all night Get hyped get hyped to the groove it goes on We doing it right 1986 we first came out Girls ain't nothing but trouble
a piece Enough to cop a six, buy the house on the beach Supply the peeps with Jeeps, brick apiece, capiche? Everybody gettin' cream no one considered them leech Think
negative nigga I sell crack, bust guns, pop shit, and say I'm better than niggas You think not, I'll look at your man and level a nigga If you think a
and negative nigga I sell crack, bust guns, pop shit and say, I'm better than niggas You think not, I'll look at your man and level a nigga If you think
than gold The here is here and the now is now and the world is hell and cold So off into the street I strode I think I'm supposed to take your head as
(Violent J) I pop out the box, swing on a spring Big Violent J with the axe out (Shing!) Trouble we bring, a juggalo thing Wicked clown with the boom
Maybe in time you understand Only God can save us When Miles Davis cuttin' lose with the band Just think of all the people that you knew in the past That
Help me I think I'm falling in love again When I get that crazy feeling I know I'm in trouble again, I'm in trouble 'Cause you're a rambler and a gambler
Couple hours past and I got two rocks left And I need to get these off, walk up a few blocks where Them niggas think they ballin', but they smokin'
I gotta think fast 'Cause black man white town You know this shit won't last We try to bubble like ass Stay low, got to hurl that cash Into the trouble blow past