Rap!
Yeah this one right here goes out to all the baby's mamas, mamas
Mamas, mamas, baby mamas, mamas
Yeah, go like this
I'm sorry...
Ms. Jackson (oh), I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
It sounded like somebody else that was talkin'
Askin', "Mama, what do I do?"
She said, "Just be nice to the gentlemen, Fancy
And they'll be nice to you."...
She said, "Here's your one chance, Fancy, don't let me down
Here's your one chance, Fancy, don't let me down
It means no worries
For the rest of your days
It's our problem-free philosophy...
Hakuna Matata!
And I could tell it wouldn't be long
'Til he was with me, yeah, me
And I could tell it wouldn't be long
'Til he was with me, yeah, me, singin...
"I love rock 'n roll
So put another dime in the jukebox, baby
I love rock 'n roll
I'm not afraid of the Boogieman
Instead, I look at him like he's a friend
There's not a monster out there in the world
That's scarier than the one that's within
There's a creature in my closet
I can hear him rumbling 'round
The demons screaming in the distance
Jump in the Rover and come over, tell your friends jump in the GS3
I got the chronic by the tree, cuz (let's go)
I love it when you call me...
Big Poppa
Throw your hands in the air if you's a true player
slammed the door right before you left
But baby, baby, something's tellin' me this ain't over yet...
No way it was our last night (last night, last night)
No way it was our last night (last night, last night)
When the road looks rough ahead
And you're miles and miles
From your nice warm bed
You just remember what your old pal said
Boy, you've got a friend in me
Yeah, you've got a friend in me...
Boy, you've got a friend in me
Yeah, you've got a friend in me
With their tanks and their bombs
And their bombs and their guns
In your head, in your head, they are crying
In your head, in your head...
Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie
What's in your head, in your head?
Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie-ie, oh
Kiki do you?...
Want me? Are you riding?
Say you'll never ever leave from beside me
'Cause I want you, and I need ya
And I'm down for you always
She told me put my heart in the bag (In the bag)...
And nobody gets hurt (Nobody)
Now I'm running from her love, I'm not fast (Fast)
So I'm making it worse (Making it worse)
I got a hankering for four wide tires
And I can't help it it's the way I'm wired
'Fore you get too close
Boy you need to know...
I got a heart like a truck
It's been drug through the mud
Runs on dreams and gasoline
And that ole highway holds the key
Wherever I wander, wherever I roam
I couldn't be fonder of my big home
The bees are buzzin' in the tree
To make some honey just for me
When you look under the rocks and plants
And take a glance at the fancy ants, then maybe try a few...
The bare necessities of life will come to you
They'll come to you!
Freedom is just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin', and that's all that Bobby left me, yeah
But feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues
That feelin' good was good enough for me, mmm-hmm
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee...
La-da-da, la-da-da-da, la-da-da-da-da-da-da
La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da, Bobby McGee, yeah
La-da-da-da-da, la-da-da-da-da
La, la-la-la-da-da- Bobby McGee, oh yeah
Took an oath, I'ma stick it out to the end
Now that it's raining more than ever
Know that we'll still have each other...
You can stand under my umbrella
You can stand under my umbrella, ella, ella, eh, eh, eh
Under my umbrella, ella, ella, eh, eh, eh
Under my umbrella, ella, ella, eh, eh, eh
Under my umbrella, ella, ella, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh-eh
making money then fly way
But there's got to be a better way
A better way, better way, yeah...
I'ma baller, I'ma twenty inch crawler
Blades on Impala, diamond rottweiller
I, ten hauler, not a leader not follower
Break these boys off I'ma twenty inch crawler
Bust a left, a right, I'm outta sight, I'm throwed
I'm bouncin' off the road,
Rotgut whiskey's gonna ease my mind
Beach towel rests on the dryin' line
Do I remind you of your daddy in his '88 Ford?...
Labrador hangin' out the passenger door
The sand from your hair is blowin' in my eyes
Blame it on the beach, grown men don't cry
Open your eyes, let's begin
Yes, it's really me, it's Maui
Breathe it in
I know it's a lot
The hair, the bod
When you're staring at a demi-god...
What can I say except, "You're welcome"
For the tides, the sun, the sky
Hey, it's okay, it's okay
You're welcome
I'm just an ordinary demi-guy
i've waited for a long time
Yeah, the sleight of my hand is now a quick pull trigger
I reason with my cigarette
Then say, "Your hair's on fire, you must have lost your wits, yeah"...
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run faster than my bullet
My baby don't mess around
Because she loves me so
And this I know fo sho (uh)
But does she really wanna
But can't stand to see me walk out the door? (Ah)
Don't try to fight the feeling
Because the thought alone is killin' me right now (uh)
Thank God for Mom and Dad
For sticking two together
'Cause we don't know how (c'mon)...
Hey ya! Hey ya!
Hey ya! Hey ya!
Hey ya! Hey ya!
Hey ya! Hey ya!
Cotton candy, sweetie go
Let me see the...
Tootsee Roll
Knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye
He was big and bent and gray and old
And I looked at him and my blood ran cold...
And I said, "My name is Sue, how do you do?
Now you gonna die", that's what I told him
Let every creature go for broke and sing
Let's hear it in the herd and on the wing
It's gonna be King Simba's finest fling...
Oh, I just can't wait to be king
Oh, he just can't wait to be king
Oh, I just can't wait to be king
Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality
Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go, little high, little low
Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to me...
Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against his head, pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooh, didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters
Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother
You're stayin' alive, stayin' alive
Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin'...
And we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive, stayin' alive
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive