every verse ends in a rhyme The only problem we had was writing enough words But that's okay because the chorus is coming up again now Please play this song on the radio Please play
, you're trash You're trash Trash, trash Baby that's a fact but I like you even more 'cause of that You're such a piece of trash, trash Scratchin' through
every verse ends in a rhyme The only problem we had was writing enough words But that's okay, because the chorus is Coming up again now Please play this song on the radio Please play
Almost every verse ends in a rhyme The only problem we had was writing enough words But that's okay, because the chorus is Coming up again now Please play this song on the radio Please play
That's how the U.P.T. play it if we got beef, I'm stompin' on dangerous grounds, K in my hand, I ain't bout playin', call me the clean up man, Call me
my buzz gettin' strong And they mad I'm on They ride with me when I'm past the mall Don't wait for me on the bench when I'm playin' a game of basketball
blanco ?espanto I don't allies, they call.. don't do emotions, they ? I don't play games, don't play fair, I don't play victim, but I do play dare. No
: What a game we play in this arena. It's called: "haul your ass, or you'll be eaten." Fill your mouth, don't be shy, have a bite now. He wasn't fast
the sound of the crowd Where the rhythm's so strong And the music is playing so loud Where the rhythm's so strong And the music is playing so....
cheese up above I stumbled from my stag night To a never ending limousine The band went la di da di da And I got loady do di dodied Lousy violins began to play
2 Live for you people Who run around, changin' laws, just to say we're equal File a complaint, turn in your risume 'Cause the A.G.S. don't play I'm the
: [Pac: talking] Fuck all these motherfucker's talking all this old bullshit Like niggas just gonna accept that old trash ass shit We ain't having none
a borrow ya gun just to rob you wit it See you could put out ya DVDs to help yo ass But it's like a mobile home cause ya trailer trash Thats why I sell
money with my music while I move the crowd but now I gotta struggle day by night and night by day stuck with all these problems and these games people play
m a wrecking ball, I'm a stinging knife Steal your money, gonna take your life You got screaming murder, lock up your door Double dealing, gotta have more Call me dirty, trash
: One, two One, two, three Alright Now dig this trash, baby You don't care about me I don't care about that I got a new fool I like it like that I got
pony are slippin' And yer rope is a-slidin' 'cause yer hands are a-drippin' And yer sun-decked desert and evergreen valleys Turn to broken down slums and trash
'll be gone So long, sometimes you just gotta walk on. Hey vibes man, hey jazz man play me your serenade Any deeper blue and you're playin' in your grave