aah sounds Ooh ooh ooh ooh Like aah aah aah Making them ooh aah sounds With every note that we sing Can?t help but noticing We?re perfecting our love song
But when I'm gone they'll sing a song about Immortal Technique Who beheaded the President, and the princes and sheiks You don't give a fuck about us, I can
me to be on your song or sing a damn hook It gotta be five grand bitch I'm coming down cool With my nigga what Blue U Out the South side, M-O-E a damn
this crap is tight love da doe can't stop me when I roll cause dis big momma mea can get it wet like Gineva you playaz sayin please you don't wanna mess
to write a song It's when you get to microphones, the music can go wrong You can't see the audience with spotlights in your eyes Your feet can't feel
am the punk Heavy metal punk... Right You can't stop this Heavy metal punk Un oh uh oh [Solo] Join this punk and sing our song A new generation will
If it don't bump off in the club, you can't rock If it ain't eight o eight in the trunk, it ain't knock If you round our neck of the woods, you better
't understand it. * In attempts to moderate they ask why we don't write love songs. What is it that we sing then? Our love of life is total, everything
greatest human sell off, oi, oi, oi Ain't it just a rip off, ain't it just a rip off, ain't it just a rip off, oi Punk's the peoples music and I don't
: R. Kelly] I understand that your concerned about me Don't me you go putting our business in the streets Girl you know we got these ?? So instead of singing songs
concerned about me Don?t me you go putting our business in the streets Girl you know we got these hoes and those who hate us So instead of singing songs
's a official, don't make a nigga like have To come and get u Well she's in good hands, pop's i'm a good man U should understand we bouth from tha hood
rub my feet all through the place When you get your finger on the music it'll linger Sing a song of sixpence, sing it like a singer A nubian, a nubian
, before we start singing, You also want to know in addition to writing our own songs, We also do our own choreography. Jp: Girl, I can't stop thinking
Need something to ground you Took so long to find you But then when it clicked you just flew Will I ever sing our song again? Hey u, hey u Don't go
Said 50 for a song, and they won't leave me 'lone Gotta front me a brick, that ain't nothin' to you Just ran through a ticket, there ain't nothin' to
can't 'Cause like a champ I have got a record Of knocking out the frauds in a second On the mic I believe that you should get loose I haven't come to
say skip, dive, what can I say? I can't fit em all inside my OJ So I just take half, and bust 'em out I give the rest to Wacky Dee so he can wack the