Goldie Lookin' Chain Lyrics
Goldie Lookin' Chain Lyrics
"Guns Don't Kill People, Rappers Do Lyrics"
White City Lyrics
Keith was the sole inhabitant Keith was the sole inhabitant Keith woke beside the fountain From his dreams of china mountains Far from the clatter of these autobanks That keep chucking up money! It turned into the kind of joke That Keith feels isn't funny White City White City Keith talked in alphanumerals Keith talked in alphanumer
Keith was the sole inhabitant Keith was the sole inhabitant Keith woke beside the fountain From his dreams of china mountains Far from the clatter of these autobanks That keep chucking up money! It turned into the kind of joke That Keith feels isn't funny White City White City Keith talked in alphanumerals Keith talked in alphanumer
Come out with your hands on your head
Turn the rap music off and step away from the stereo
Put the rap album down,
leave MC Hammer alone - turn it off
What?
Guns don't kill people, rappers do
Ask any politician and he'll tell you it's true
It's a fact, music makes you violent
Like Michael Jackson telling little Timmy to be silent
You don't believe me, here's my hype
Offer me the record and I'll show you the type
Of criminal this rap shit is breeding
It's a fact that MC Hammer left me bleeding
Vanilla Ice made my mother say, "__"
If i stuck with 'UB40' then i woulda been in love
But I didn't, I got involved
Cypress fucking Hill taught me to make a fucking bomb
So I
You Caught Me At A Bad Time Lyrics
I don't need this conversation I don't need to see you cry You need one more confirmation Like I need one more reason why Though this might not be the answer What you came here to get We both know that girl is something That I'm still not over yet I can't go on using you Girl it feels like I'm losing you A love like yours is hard to fin
started, I bought another tape I don't need this conversation I don't need to see you cry You need one more confirmation Like I need one more reason why Though this might not be the answer What you came here to get We both know that girl is something That I'm still not over yet I can't go on using you Girl it feels like I'm losing you A love like yours is hard to fin
The mob boys snapped me, my cock and balls ache
So remember kids till the head doubles up
Guns don't kill people, it's just rap
[Chorus]
Guns don't kill people, rappers do
assassin de la police
Woop Woop Woop
Guns don't kill people, rappers do
assassin de la police
Woop Woop Woop
Guns don't kill people, rappers do
I seen it in a documentary on BBC 2
Shot to death outside Hyper Value
Guns blazing like Michael Caine in Zulu
Gunners statistics are sometimes misleading
The type of criminal rap is breeding
Shot in the chest no one here stopped the bleeding
2-4 to base over, are you receiving?
Remember rap tracks in '87
scott the lo
The Hammer Lyrics
u are all mother fuckers as if u dont know the lyrics for this song Go on his fucking website wot kind of lyrics site are you u fat scallywags but id like to thank you for all the pimpin noise i nicked from ya shit site (soz) but u fucked my mum which is why eminem is after ya cuzin WANKER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ts up in hip-hop heaven u are all mother fuckers as if u dont know the lyrics for this song Go on his fucking website wot kind of lyrics site are you u fat scallywags but id like to thank you for all the pimpin noise i nicked from ya shit site (soz) but u fucked my mum which is why eminem is after ya cuzin WANKER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Biggie and Tupac R.I.P.
Even Jam Master Jay's in the cemetery
[Repeat 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
AK-47 is a Smith and Weston
Just say no, just like Sammo
Bulletproof vest, two guns and ammo
Hip-Hop gangsta tripping
Even Eminem's into pistol whipping
Solid Crew told we're the ones
P. Diddy, J. Lo in a nightclub with a gun
Heard Snoop Dogg now wants to bust a cap
Guns don't kill people, it's just rap
One, two - yo, face my shoe
My name's Mike Balls and I'm coming through
Guns crimes, stabbin' and burgalarization
Is on the rise all across the
Finally Lyrics
Anderson/Squire/Howe/White/Sherwood/Khoroshev Finally... We put it to the test Dedicate to the true believer in you Finally... Put it to the test Finally Make no mistake to the mainstream Music be the master planner Just like the books you read You'll hear it on your radio scanner It's not so much what you know Or who you kn
nation Anderson/Squire/Howe/White/Sherwood/Khoroshev Finally... We put it to the test Dedicate to the true believer in you Finally... Put it to the test Finally Make no mistake to the mainstream Music be the master planner Just like the books you read You'll hear it on your radio scanner It's not so much what you know Or who you kn
The safety's off and the pistol's aimed
The Yardies and the Mafia always get blamed
Politician's ashamed, and they haven't got a clue
Rap is more deadly than fucking kung-fu
[Repeat Chorus]
Guns don't kill people, wrappers do
From Bristol Zoo to B&Q
I wanna rap, I wanna rhyme
Heard it in a song, now I'm into gun crime
It's a sign of the times like Prince changing his name
You gotta have a shooter to be in the rap game
Like 'Michael Lown' about to stop
Guns don't kill people, it's just rap
[Repeat Chorus]
Guns...
Wrappers...
Guns...
Wrappers...
Guns...
Wrappers...
Guns...
I...I love you mum
I love you dad