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P. Xain
There's this girl wot I've liked for time
I've tried to get her attention with a beat and a rhyme
She's really fcuking fit and she works down the shoe shop
But she's into R'n'B and not hip hop
So I'm back once again with a new melody
You've got the secrets, I've got the key
Let me start the ignition just like R Kelly
Come baby, come baby, ride with me
All
Come baby, come baby, baby baby come
Your love is the bullet, my love is the gun
Come baby, come baby, come with me
I'll take you on a journey through R and B
Eggsy
This is how it started, I remember how you laughed
When you met Jason Orange and asked him for an autograph
Before that time it was NKOTB
To you they were the greatest and the fan club was free
You got the photos, the tapes and the t-shirt
But when they finally split up I could see how much it hurt
Then other boybands came along and stopped the pain
But somewhere deep inside amongst the sunshine there was rain
Front to the back to the left to the right
Dye my hair, put in the highlight
A1, N'Sync and Blue, Westlife, 911, Take That too
I'll make a video walkin in the sand
Even do a solo deal, money in my hand
I'm not silly though cos I've got plans
Gonna change direction, gonna be a boyband
All
Come baby, come baby, baby baby come
Your love is the bullet, my love is the gun
Come baby, come baby, come with me
I'll take you on a journey through R and B
R and B, get high with me, R and B
Oh ohhh ohhh-ohhh
Adam
This is the love and your ear's the destination
Hip hop, R'n'B, beats across the nation
From the girls who love J.Lo, to all the men that wanna be Fat Joe
Yeah, it's an R'n'B to hip hop vibe
Gonna touch your missus but I'll keep it on the low ride
You know I wanna give you devotion
Feel my R'nB emotion
Mysti
When you're in a boyband, you're gettin lots of money
You get to drive fast cars and chill with the honeyz
You smoke blow and rap slow
Like Enya in Orinocho Flow
An ounce of weed, I'm on speed (?)
I run much faster, just what I need
Bad dance routines guaranteed
This chart hit makes your fcukin ears bleed
2hats
Woahh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooooh, yeah, yeah ,yeaaaaah
Oooooh, ooooooh
Arrrrr and Beeeeee
All
Come baby, come baby, baby baby come
Your love is the bullet, my love is the gun
Come baby, come baby, come with me
I'll take you on a journey through R and B
R and B...
| Guns Don't Kill People, Rappers Do |
[Intro]
Guns dont kill people rappers do,
Ask any politican and they'll tell you its true,
Its a fact music makes you violent,
Like Michael Jackson telling little Timmy to be silent,
You don't believe me? Heres my hype,
Offer me the record and i'll show you the type,
Of criminal this rap shit is breedin,
Its a fact that MC Hammer left me bleedin,
Vanilla Ice made my mother say 'Fuck',
If I stuck with UB40 then I woulda been in luck,
But I didn't I got it wrong,
Cypress fucking Hill told me to make a fucking bong,
So I started, I bought another tape,
The Power by Snap made my cock and balls ache,
So remember kids from the head double tap,
Guns don't kill people its just rap!
[Chorus]
Guns don't kill people rappers do
Sound of the police
Woo Woo Woo
Guns don't kill people rappers do,
I seen it in a documentary on BBC2,
Shot to death outside Hyper Value,
Guns blazin like Michael Caine in Zulu,
Gun-crime statistics are sometimes misleading,
The type of criminal that rap is breedin,
Shot in the chest? No wonder you stopped breathin,
2 for the base over, are you receivin?
Remember rap tracks in '87
Scott the Rock's up ni Hip-Hop heaven,
Biggie and Tupac R.I.P,
Even Jam Master Jays in the cemetary.
[Chorus]
Guns don't kill people rappers do,
I'm a fucking rapper and I might kill you,
As a rapper I'm teachin you a lesson,
AK47 to Smith-and-Weston
Just say no, just like Zammo
Bullet proof vest, to guns and ammo,
Hip-hop gangster trippin,
Even Eminems into pistol whippin,
Its like cluedo murder one,
P-Diddy, J'lo in a nightclub with a gun,
Heard snoop dog now wants to bust a cap,
Guns dont kill people its just rap
One, Two yo face my shoe,
My name is Mike Balls and I'm comin through,
Gun crimes, stabbin, and burglarisation,
Its on a rise all across the nation,
The safety's off and the pistol is aimed,
Yardies and the Mafia always get blamed,
Politicians are shamed, and they haven't got a clue,
Rap is more deadly than fucking Kung-Fu
[Chorus]
Guns dont kill people rappers do,
From Bristol Zoo to B&Q,
I wanna rap, I wanna rhyme
Heard it in a song now im into gun crime,
Its a sign of the times like Prince changin his name,
Gotta have a shooter to be in the rap game,
Like Michael Ryan about to snap,
Guns dont kill people its just rap!
[Chorus]
[Outro]
| Your Mother's Got a Penis |
That's right, you knows what I'm saying
Your mother's offered me the goods, I'm not paying.
It started as a laugh, as a bit of a joke
Something funny to say when I was having a smoke.
I first heard off this bloke, this fucking rumour going round
Your mother's reputation it's not sound
She's saving up the pennies hoping they'd turn into pounds
To have an operation to swap her gender around.
It's a shock to me and it's a shock to you
Your mother's got a beard, sandals and a penis too
It don't look right see, when she's walking down the street
To see her ball bag jiggin' to the beat of her feet
I said
Your mother's got a penis
Your mother's got a penis
Your mother's got a penis
That's right
Your mother's got a penis
In internet rooms and computer mainframes
There's loads of emails but your mother's blue veins.
Not the ones in her legs or the backs of her arms
But the ones in her member hidden in her gown.
She walks around proud, with a short dress on
Which sometimes exposes the tip of her dong.
Often it's dripping, sometimes it's dry
No matter when I see her there's a tear in my eye.
I thought I had to tell you, had to put it in a letter
But I thought fuck that I'd write a song in much better.
The only way to do it, to really let you know
I could prove it because I gave it a blow.
It was purely accidently because she got me really drunk
And she made me kiss her elephant trunk.
You know why? That's right
Your mother got a penis.
Your mother's got a penis (Your mother's got a penis)
Your mother's got a penis (Your mother's got a penis)
Your mother's got a penis (Your mother's got a penis, c'mon)
That's right
Your mother's got a penis (Your mother's got a penis)
Your mother's got a penis (Your mother's got a penis)
Your mother's got a penis (Your mother's got a penis)
Your mother's got a penis (Let's Rock !)
That's right
Your mother's got a penis
When she walks down the street, then she walks like John Wayne
I just seen her pissing standing up again.
Don't make no sense when you see her here and there
She got a cock and balls and real pubic hair.
And a single eye that sometimes weeps
If she lying on the bed then she rubs it on the sheets
Or up against the door or the back of your neck
If your mother's around then you make a double check.
I hate to tell you with all due respect
Take your mother to the doctors because her front bum's wrecked.
You know why?
Your mother's got a penis (C'mon Wembley)
Your mother's got a penis (Your mother's got a penis)
Your mother's got a penis
Your mother's got a penis (Put your hands in the air, Wembley)
That's right
Your mother's got a penis (Yes)
Your mother's got a penis (Wembley Arena, I can feel the electricity, C'mon !)
Your mother's got a penis
Your mother's got a penis
That's right
Your mother's got a penis
For the 18th week running, UK rap grounp the GLC hold the number one
position of the US billboard chart with another smash hit, Your Mother's Got A Penis.
Come 'ere boys, you ever seen a woman with a cock before?
Come yer, c'mon look at it. Bouncing up and down I'll stick it in you
Come yer, a woman with a cock. Tidy !
Yeah it's the truth man, his mother have actually got a penis.
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