Jag... You...I think you got the blues too.

of zegt dat wij maar dromen But now I gotta put y'all back into it Searching for strength not there you've been acting so crazy, driving me wild

Auf mei'm Porsche pickt der Kuckuck
Well it's just a holiday
Leaving brown, muddy clay where the earth had been dry.
You are a friend of mine
We in that sunshine state with a bomb ass hemp beat
Tried to sell a tune
I wish I'd stuck to what I said
Dus iemand die zijn mond houdt, krijgt een man
Du kan eie alt du vil,
and looking at you all i see is your waiting
So there I was on the side of town where the beggars sleep.
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five!
how you maintain all them ina constant state of suspense
doch habe ich ihre truemmerberge
Feathered top hat, zoot suits with vinyl alligator boots
Y lo que me digas de memoria me lo se
There's no-one else
basteln, raps schreiben und Platten cutten wie P.F. mein
Nothing's aware, same data, same system
So Pumba, Pumba, stand by me, oh oh oh stand by me
when I said that I'm a G Nigga
The liqour stores surrounds the fuckin' pole
Mo Pleasure chords towards
wipe the last ahole the fuck off our turf -
When a loved ones time's comes to die
Can't even see straight, leanin like they need V8