Bran Van 3000 Lyrics
Bran Van 3000 Lyrics
"Discosis Lyrics"
Before Braille Lyrics
SECRET NO.7 We feel just like Two criminals With unknown crimes It’s not your fault It’s always mine. THE SPANISH DAGGER Well stop cashing me in for a thin line
SECRET NO.7 We feel just like Two criminals With unknown crimes It’s not your fault It’s always mine. THE SPANISH DAGGER Well stop cashing me in for a thin line
Go
Ain't no party like a Bran Van party
'Cause a Bran Van party don't stop
It don't stop
Don't quit
Yeah
(I'd like) to put it down baby
Bran Van three gee
Now feel me
I make it hot in New York streets
Who draws heat
While you talk sweet
C'mon
Blaze through invading the path
Put it down tight get paid in cash
Been in the game a decade and a
The Water: III: A Thief in the Night Lyrics
I was a general Of darkness and light I was to be the major man It was some kind of sight I was going to stand alone And do what was right Now I'm just another stepping stone<
halfI was a general Of darkness and light I was to be the major man It was some kind of sight I was going to stand alone And do what was right Now I'm just another stepping stone<
Superfly style
Yet related to Shaft
Sippin’ me slow
Girls give me dough
You know one smoother than this
Let me know
Not stressing that little piece of fame
Y'all know who's most critically acclaimed
Your majesty, naturally
Get it all in a large capacity
Rather makin' you smile
Or bring it crucial
I'm gonna live 'til I die in the year three thou'
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Hidden Sun Lyrics
Suddenly things become unsound Stumbling on the shaky ground Given arrows to shoot tornadoes down Shoot them down, to the ground Saw a falling leaf, a good luck jump to grab
onSuddenly things become unsound Stumbling on the shaky ground Given arrows to shoot tornadoes down Shoot them down, to the ground Saw a falling leaf, a good luck jump to grab
Yo, I don't think they heard me
I ball hard
Any night
Cruise through your town
City lights
As for my game
It be tight
Message to you
Livin’ life
Nothing to prove
But something to make
Cutting the cake
Put it in your oven to bake
The rule of the game is
'bout the benjamins
And there ain't no need to guess
Who's got the winning hand
Headlights are my shooting stars at night The fog on the window is the morning dew The moon is lit by the pale dome light But why are my dreams filled with you? Who needs a girl when
N to the E
Player of the day
Then you'll agree
No one does it better
In the pimp game
I'm the trendsetter
Everybody knows
The prognosis
Is Discosis
Don't step on my Ghepetto’s
Pinocchio has got a broken nose
So watch your back bushwacker
You can't deal with the greatest cracker
Everybody knows
The prognosis
Is Discosis