Um ba ba be It's the terror of knowing what the world is about Watching some good friends screaming Pressure on people, people on streets People on streets This is our last dance Mmm num ba de Dum bum ba be Doo buh dum ba beh beh

I was watchin’ cartoons on a Saturday morning And I heard daddy start the truck I came runnin’ from the house and waved him down 'Cause he was makin’ a run to the dump We watched the Bears and licked ice cream cones Take a little walk around I’ll never

Who you are, One Nation under a thug and bullet scar, Young nation, no revolution and no cause, One Nation, young, black and dangerous by far, Young nation just trying to get this Young nation just trying to get this Murderous mind state, Can't keep my

Oh my gosh, look at her butt My anaconda don't, my anaconda don't My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun (Look at her butt) Look at, look at, look at Look, at her butt Little in the middle but she got much back I'm on some dumb shit, by the

All these racks bombin' in, they bombin' in (hold up) Aye, count my guap, count my guap Cannot stop comin' in, comin' in Pull up in a drop top, she drop dead I pulled up in a drop top, she drop dead My diamonds dancing hopscotch, they holding hands My

Otra noche en Miami Otra noche sin ti Otra noche en Miami (Yeh) Diez en punto de la noche y salgo como de costumbre Prendas en diamantes que cieguen cuando me alumbre Me diferencio de la muchedumbre A mi estilo puede que no te acostumbre' No sé si irme

Sickness will surely take the mind Where minds can't usually go Come on the amazing journey And learn all you should know Deaf, dumb and blind boy He's in a quiet vibration land Strange as it seems, his musical dreams Ain't quite so bad Ten years old

It's a good story But I don't want to live it alone Crash to take a chance Dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb On the day we were supposed to leave You changed your mind at the station You had a nice apartment There was a good bar downstairs Your old friend worked

La la, di da da da dum Sing us a song tonight Oh, la la la, di da da Sing us a song you're the piano man Well we're all in the mood for a melody And you got us feeling alright It's nine o'clock on a Saturday The regular crowd shuffles in There's an old

Ooh, now I'll never get over you until I find something new Biddy-da-dum, boo'd up Hear my heart go ba-dum, boo'd up That get me high like you do, yeah yeah That get me high like you do Listen my to heart go ba-dum, boo'd up Biddy-da-dum it just won't