: Yeah dawg (laughing) Well yuh done know a wah day mi a go dung di road And buck up miss L.A.P (yuh nuh) Lovely awesome person (yuh nuh) Mi just touch
: she wears my stars around her neck stars i'll always see stars i'll wish upon to hope that you love me for now you're gone but not for long this distance
the truth is always the policeman CHORUS Beat all the niggers Beat whoever you see Don't need a reason (We're) L.A.P.D. The city of L.A. feels like
: Chorus: P.L.O. style, Buddha monks with the Owls P.L.O. style, Buddha monks with the Owls P.L.O. style, Buddha monks with the Owls P.L.O. style...
: Elimination Why, Die Walk Down A whole race Genocide, Taken away all of our pride, A whole race Genocide, Taken away, Watch Them all fall down
: Vor unseren Augen die Berge, Im Rucken die tosende See, auf unseren Schultern die Sarge, die Schuhe versinken im Schnee: Weiter aufwarts, bis zum Gipfel
: Whooa, yeah, whoa, whoa, yeah Yeah yeah yeah, ahhhhhh, whoa, whoa, yeah The lights go out, the smell of doom I'll bet is creeping into your lonely
high. Be a crooner, not a groaner, never kick, Here's a spelling lesson that will do the trick: You gotta S-M-I-L-E to be H-A double P-Y, Keep it in
Elimination, elimination, elimination Die, why? Walk down, walk down A whole race genocide Taken away all of our pride A whole race genocide Taken away
Whooa, yeah, whoa, whoa, yeah Yeah yeah yeah, ahhhhhh, whoa, whoa, yeah The lights go out, the smell of doom I'll bet is creeping into your lonely room
E-L-E-P-H-A-N-T!!! Ta di da di da....Show mi which niggas niggas Niggas wanna war wid we Ta di da di da....It's di one and only E-L-E-P-H-A-N-T!!!
a skunk, mad wet, no doubt Go see my joint, get they back blown out Place L.I.P. the name Lafayette Lock it to ya brain, so ya never forget Straight from L.I.P
Yeah dawg Well, yuh done know a wah day mi a go dung di road And buck up Miss. L.A.P Lovely awesome person Mi just touch her pon her shoulder one time
All aboard Hit the road All the bullshit Can't be ignored It's hard to place In my face No emotion All the problems Make me wanna go Like a bad girl
the N.Y.C, I?m down with diggin' in the crates And I?m M.V.P, yeah If rap was a game I?ll be M.V.P, the most valuable poet on the M.I.C If rap was a
T.L.C. A.S.A.P. T.L.C. A.S.A.P. R and R for you and me T.L.C. A.S.A.P. R and R for you and me T.L.C. A.S.A.P.
P.L.O. style, Buddha Monks with the owls P.L.O. style, Buddha Monks with the owls P.L.O. style, Buddha Monks with the owls P.L.O. style Here comes the
wash it all down Yummy carob cookies are an organic treat And H.E.L.P. has got the best food in town H.E.L.P. H.E.L.P. your education creates much benefit
