I won’t stop till I get to the top I’m so I’m so Becky from the block Always had a little, but I want a lot No matter where I go I know where I came from Yo, first grade, Oak street elementary A few blocks from the Inglewood cemetery I lived through hard

¿De qué me vale ser tu amigo Si no puedo dormir contigo? Que mi vida no es normal (normal) La soledad me mata, sin ti no es lo mismo Y es que sin ti no se puede estar Solo no me puedo acostar (oh yeah) Ahora no duermo sin fumar (fumar) Si no quiere'

Burn the witch We know where you live This is a low flying panic attack Stay in the shadows Cheer at the gallows This is a round up Sing a song on the jukebox that goes Red crosses on wooden doors And if you float you burn

That's the night that the lights went out in Georgia That's the night that they hung an innocent man Well don't trust your soul to no back woods Southern lawyer 'Cause the judge in the town's got bloodstains on his hands 'Cause the judge in the town's

Fuck that shit, let's start a riot! Tear shit up, fuck peace and quiet! Let's start a riot! I've been searching for an answer, but I ain't found one I've been known to tear shit up and go off like a gun I've been drinking way too much, but now I think

Woo, who, who Pleased to meet you But what's puzzling you I'm a man of wealth and taste Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah Tell me baby, what's my name

It's a what, it's a, it's a what And baby, we could keep going 'cause you already knowin' That you'd never stop the show until you see the lights (Woo!) And the lights ain't on right now I can't even see what's going on right now This could be our little

I fink u freeky and I like you a lot Jump motherfucker Jump motherfucker jump Motherfuckers get buzzed off the sparks that I bring Guess whose got the party jumping

Do I read a message in your eyes You want to love to stay another night I won't be waitin' around for you. It was a blue letter She wrote to me It's silver words she told want to be on the road to paradise I want to lover who don't get old. Baby when

Baa, baa, black sheep Have you any wool? Yes sir, yes sir Three bags full One for the master One for the dame And one for the little boy Who lives down the lane Three bags full.