Salt N Pepa Lyrics

Salt N Pepa Lyrics

"Heaven 'N Hell (remix) Lyrics"

Drink Drank Punk Lyrics
gulp, gulp, gulp i want to drink more beer until i puke drink drank punk i'm so cool i can drink so much i can drink more than you drink drank punk met a girl at the bar oh she was a 10 at 2:00 i gave her four stars oh i took her home she spent the night oh at 10:00 am she was a fright some old guy bought me some alcohol we got drunk at the mall drink drank punk mom's gonna get us at the mall oh in a drunken stupor ho

CHORUS
Children play, women produce
Kids killing kids just for the juice
Now Africa is looking for the truth
But it's gonna take a while to enlighten the youth

In this edition of the story, no need to bore me
It can't do nothin' for me, even Denzel Washington couldn't find any
glory
In the overcrowded streets of the city
I know it's (shitty), but I can do without the pity
(Baby never lived in the ghetto)...or the projects
But I wear my Tim boots and Hi-Tecs and I wrecks havoc
And if you try to play me I won't have it
Trix are for kids, this kid is not a silly rabbit

(Well) He's standin' on a corner with his system pumpin' loud
Next him goin' off, scream in the crowd
A whole lot of screams, a lot of broken glass
Brothers like to wear their pants fallin' off the
Fracture in the Equation Lyrics
Jesse Pintado Battered frantic, dressed in tragedy Reach the point where time's caught up ? Why me ? Paths we choose, the sorrows we cause. It's all forgotten instantly as pain calls. Just a fracture In the equation of designs Self-destructure Drawing out life Neutral unknown, a nervous calm Answers tactically arranged ? Stalling time. Just a fracture
ir ass
Girls today don't wear no bras
Little John Doe got a ho turnin' tricks in the bars
Grandma carries a can of mace
And she'll stick a .45 in your face

So come and meet my man Brett (Yo, what up, Brett?)
He's smokin', but it's not a cigarette (Speak on it, Pep)
I wonder how the hell a brother lets himself
Get into somethin' he can't out of? (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
A lot of my friends are sick and tired (Sick of who?)
The police (Word!) rollin' on 'em, pickin' on, holdin' on 'em
Hopin' that they got one of 'em
It was a drug bust, but something's weird
(Well, what's the matter, Spinderella?)
The way half a million disappeared

CHORUS

Heaven and hell is on earth
Heaven and hell is on earth

Who gives a damn about me?
(Huh?) Me (what?), me, yeah, little ol
Nothing Earthly Save The Thrill Lyrics
(Sorrow) Fearless is the heart of he who divides the Gods. For I could never expose my heart to such madness. Can you hear it calling? Can you hear the sound? The bell tolls once for every hour in my life. Each chime tells a new tale. Tales of sorrow, and pain. But when will it play the song of love? Drowning in this sea of misery, I never lose hope. Can you see why I carry such a mountain of p
me
Me, myself, and I
Live or die, laugh or cry
I'm all that I got, Pops, and that's a lot, Hops
I'd rather rot in jail before I ho-hop
Go 'head, me, tell 'em
They may be hard of hearing
So keep yellin' at the top of your lungs
Now everybody's got guns
They wanna be hard rocks and not be a fool
That buys a history book
Not me, I'll need a clock, not rock to my hits
And that two-fifth click to my kids
If nothin's gonna flip then I'm-a have to rip sh...
Ah, go for yours cuz you gotta
In the ghetto you don't get a medal if you settle for the drama
She's a gangster and the other terminal cancer
Ask too many questions and my Smith and Wesson will answer

Heaven and hell is on earth
Heaven and hell is on earth

Well everybody be damned, her father's in jail
Fluff's Travels Lyrics
[Part 1 - Fluff's Travels] [Part 2 - The Chase] [Part 3 - Who do? We do!] [Part 4 - Clod] Tipsy fuddled boozy groggy elevated Prime did edit her Hellborn elfchild roadhog mountain fortune hunter Man beheaded her Fat bulk expanse mass lump block clod Tipsy fuddled boozy groggy elevated Prime did edit her Rabid victim martyr stranded Level headed boy, ya better b
Sister's on the corner screamin', "Booty for sale"
Mom spends the night gettin' drunk with her uncle
Her brother's sellin' radios and toasters by the trunkful
See, every man she ever messed would wind up dead
Some might fall in jail, others runnin' from the Feds
(The only thing she ever loved was a piece of lead)
And that's a double-barrelled pump underneath the bed

Some people wanna fill the world with silly love songs and looney tunes
And some got sad songs, mad songs, and moody blues
The good news is God's news, with Him you can't lose
Hell is here on earth, the heaven you can choose
There's a choice, you got one, son, know where I'm comin' from?
Choose one, you better choose one

CHORUS

Heaven and hell is on earth
Heaven and hell is on earth



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