know he's gone, gone, gone. Jumpin' like a catfish on a pole. You know he's gone, gone, gone. Hip-shaking King Creole When the king starts to do it. It's as good as done. He holds his guitar. like
triggers, my hand on your hip Thinkin' all about those censored sequences. Worryin' about the consequences. Waiting until I come to my senses. Better put it all in present tenses Little triggers that you
toiletries and trains. There's Sony Walkman headphone sets. And the latest video games It's Christmas. It's Christmas in Heaven. Hiphiphiphiphip hooray. Every single day. Is Christmas day It's
before I wake. I'll put an extended clip inside of my ak. Roll to every station, murder the dj. Roll to every station, murder the dj. . sample. Hip hop just died this mornin'. And she's dead, she's
the splendor of their trembling lip. They're so teddy bear tender and tragically hip I'm never going to cry again. I'm going to be as strong as them. They say they'd die for love and then they live
Swizz Beatz the monsta. Real music, let's go The hood's hot. The hood's hot. The hood's hot. The hood's hot Yo when I squirt the chrome the funeral home. Gon' double they money this year off my
in a one horse town. Riding the elevator shafts with your hip flask and your sun bed tan. You were born stupid mister you were born cheap. All you have to do is crawl. When are you ever going to
. It's the pop, it's the soul . It's the funk thehip-hop . Oh DJ don't you stop . . It's the hits, it's the flops . Billie Jean and She Bop . It's the cream of the crop . Oh DJ don't you top
in the red hyundia. Blow his fuckin back out. 'cause im the rap stackhouse. Black wallstreet bitch thehip hop crack house. what!. . Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. . This is that disrespectful mutha