Fred Flintstone Get Dino to take a machinos and then force you to live home I'ma take off like a jet pack better get back, rather step back I'ma make
when 3000 starts to worry A little knowledge from the college of wizard Ray Murray Answer quick do you know what desire is? Huh? Apparently not that's why you get
questions With no answers Cure for Cancer Cure for AIDS Make a nigga want to stay on tour for days Get back home Thangs are wrong Well not really, it
Get you all impossibly dirty Get you all impossibly dirty Sounds like a love song Sounds like a love song The most incredible baby Uhh, mmm, mmm, mmm
's back, oh, my God You had a Voodoo doll and everything, worthless, bitch! You just knew, don't let her come back, Jesus! Please, don't let her come back
what we're talkin about here is...is kind of a...it's a heartland Feeling...like, uh, mellencamp, you know, kind of a mellen feeling. ok, what you Gotta get
his lips Taking sips sipping Amaretto sour with a twist Shook my hips to the bass line, this joker grabbed my waistline Putting pressure on my spine trying to get L-Boog to wind I backed
line Seems to me like they need to get punched Yeah, but where you gonna punch 'em? Yo, the choice is obvious I'll punch you in the jeans, I'll punch
crazy prank calls hoping not to get caught Best friends, blood brothers, yo we one and the same Till one faithful after when everything changed One day playing punch
me That I've been watchin' a bit too much Jerry Springer Holy cow, did you see it last week? Well, they had this one freak Who suckered punched his
with Philip A. Andersons mother fucker till my dying day While you were horse faced, running Tryin to get the crowd hyped We was in the back Sippin
So I leaned back to hit him with all of my might Took a swing, but he caught me with a sucker punch right Then a sucker punch left and a sucker punch
man army, only two things in the world can calm me West *** and that bomb *** I never back down, never back down Never back down, now that the Bone Thug's back
ammunition, but they didn't hit him, they missed him So homie ducked and rose backed up buckin' off his shit And hit one of them niggaz back off in
her up when she falls Just the thought of a kid livin' fly fucks me up When his girl has to raise a bastard child It gets deeper, he used to punch her
I deal the big dope I ain't the nigga on the mic that done said he quit But I be damned if I get popped for some petty shit That's why I move the real
mess with this boy Well, you just might get the horn Chorus I?ve been knocked down once or twice Got right back up again When this world tries to get me down I?ll punch
think skinny g's, (nah)saw punch lines fake as Jews and these rappers running with one time I'm so hard, killers want me to get their gun signed (hard