We do what we gotta do to survive, gotta stay alive Even if the nine millimeter has to whistle, we can whistle while we work Now I remember mama told
bring the heat You best to mob up fuckin' with the elite, oh no You just a bitch in the sky, I hear cries 'Cause you can't whistle for your guys Surprise
out the frame Let them punk punk you up You jumped up and got stomped the fuck down, what now? Showdown, got your three ring circus Bozo's cannot work
ready to go An' while the singer was wailing She got up to depart The crowd was stompin' and cheering She was breakin' his heart Singer man, do your work
be back home again Sid (counting money backstage while he sings): I'm a rich man, getting richer Here's my money; let me count it I'm so happy... (starts whistling
the machine): "Ha! Well, this machine knows what letter comes next. I put this here..." Ernie: "Hi there, Bert. What's that machine you're working on
If you got it, got it, got it Then move if kinda fast If the boys all dance While they tryna make a pass Whistle while you work Go 'head do your dirt Even if you
caught them while y'all was pacin', the homies Was bringin' up situations, eliminating fake niggas while I'm paper chasin' Dogghouse in ya mouth (We'll make you
things come out wrong. We?ll sing a happy song And you can sing along. Where?s there?s life, There?s hope. Everyday?s A gift. Wishes can Come true. Whistle while You work
stumbling over 'oh my god' and 'this is unbelievable' and on and on and I'll tell you what, while we're at it you can keep the pentagon keep the propaganda
Orphan come alive Sweet Orphan if you say it's true I'll believe you for a while Sweet Orphan come alive And the rain it whistles lonely on this
you wanna battle me then it's on, I'm blowed while I'm creeping up whip out my tek so now you gone. You shouldn't have tried that set up now you ass is
a bit surprised and I ain't try'nna give you bad vibes You probably had a bumpy last ride witch ex Was he stalking, calling making threats where you rest Until you
from the southside The fall guy, all eyes on the tall small fry While I try not to make this doll cry What you call "fly"? what you call "fresh" Multi
my little baby for a while Won't you be my little baby for a while? Won't you be my little baby for a while? Won't you be my little baby for a while? [
fill up with my pump They jump my automatic keep 'em weary While you fronting like you billy bad ass nigga you scary I been knowing you for years we
I'm talking to y'all! while you're not involved, just nodding along I've got to ask the church, shit, is God in the wrong? And to You Mr. Preacher is
fascinated with, That's why I pass the hated wasteland with a grin, 'cause in the end I got my passions while you splash in a puddle of trying to pick