I don't care. Don: And this children's belt with the little holes in it. Look at those pants! Phyllis: Ooh, but what has this . . . do with the holes!
In a word, your flight will be smooth I am your driver, it's your lucky day We be gone Together we move , together we move Apart from black holes , body rolls
gonna hold this down Fuck That, true criminal F-F gonna hold this down Fuck That, true crimina F-F gonna hold this down Fuck That, true criminal F-F gonna hold this down
' roll like skates Daddy wanna stay but daddy gotta go Daddy can't hang 'cause daddy gotta show Poppa was a rollin' stone Daddy used to hold iron so I roll
rhyme Pharmaceuticals, hard as nails to the cubicle Where you find that monster, she beautiful Wu-Tang and Limp Bizkit, roll on the check Kick a hole
bassline 2 for 5 rhyme Pharmacuticals hard as nails to the cuticles Where you find that monster she beautiful Wu Tang and Limp Bizkit roll on the set Kick a hole
booked I've got no time for church That's for those poor souls, dry as a stone God bless this child 'cause this child's got his own. Oh, let my pride fall down
wanna call it There ain't nothing real there at all (And I don't feel whole...) Yeah, yer mobile phone got no soul, yer rolling stone got no soul Yer
it's magic, magic) [Chorus] [Verse 3:] Frozen fire Call me down Frozen fire Show me around, Candle wax drip like tears Roll over one thousand years Monkey
before it was sinking A million stones, a million bones A million holes within the chinking And painting rings around your eyes These pepper holes too
do? (Straight up) Sister of the universe, collecting me in time (Come on) I'm falling down upon the earth and singing truth in rhyme (Come on) If I was a rolling stone I'd roll
buzz is crazy in the hood, they holla my name, if it aint about the flow, its about the stones and the chain, if I was you, i'd love me too, I roll like
burned And there's a cold, cold highway that the wind whistles down Where the corners turn blind like the graveyard ground Oh, your black icy snare once cut down
the rawest in the jungle, blicky, bloaw, bloaw! Bitch I break 'em down with Terror Squad now (Down) Ya pretty bad, clumsy mouth, sit down, get up, get
I will call bitch I'm not a player, strict rhyme sayer, say your prayers Now, I lay me down to sleep, don't sleep, I'm on the creep To invade the holes
my way for make believe I'm on a higher ground down by the open doors I've seen a black hole spark on my way through the dark Come on down, bring it on, come on down
through All the gangsters around know my whole crew We hold it down like we supposed to Nigga you can front if you want, we be poppin' dem thangs Slow down
for the baseline To provide rhyme Pharmaceuticals Hard as nails to the cubicle Where you find that monster She beautiful Wu-Tang and Limp Bizkit Roll on the check Kick a hole
