Man, if I get rocked, this shit for my kids, nigga It's that real shit Even though what we do is wrong We still hustle 'til the sun come up Crack a
cash and your jewelry is what I expect MCA was with it and he's my ace So I grabbed the piano player and I punched him in the face The piano player'
asked, "Do you have kids"? She could've lied but she didn't have time All she said was "She's five" He said, "I saw the car seat I love kids Does she
I said, the rock stops here The rock stops here Little richard brought miss molly The rock stops here Peggy sue's with buddy holly The rock stops here
money so tight so they could send their kids off, but the best historians sleep on benches (Why is everybody sleeping on benches?) I've been a rock as
Had a band once Bass and drums I sang and played piano Craig played guitar Always knew the tunes had the records made tapes kept dates Never fell
up, let's give it to the Mack Daddy over to the left Pity pity pity pity, wack wack wack A moo moo moo, a jumping jack Rock this is brain now, I'm one
am to be in The rock & roll industry It's so exciting You know, when I first got into The rock & roll business I could barely even play the Changes to
ya Give a nigga pain, like displasure But close your hips in, nigga you can't win I walk around, with a scowl and a grin Parties try to rock me, chicks
of being a star, But he learnt piano instead of guitar Which in the 90s didn't get you very far So while the other kids were learning Stairway He was the piano
go up north to play at his funeral And his wife is there In some chapel she's picked out And there's not even an organ I have to play on some broken upright piano
d be a star, But he learnt piano instead of guitar, Which in the nineties didn't get you very far, So while the other kids were learning Stairway He was the piano
(feat. Beanie Sigel, Jay-Z) [Freeway] Man if I get rocked, this shit for my kids nigga It's that real shit... [female singer, repeated throughout the
way This is what they heard him say Gertcha, cowson, gertcha Gertcha! When me rock and roll records wake him up Gertcha! When the Poles knock England out of the cup Gertcha! When the kids
Give a nigga pain, like displasure But close your hips in, nigga you can't win I walk around, with a scowl and a grin Parties try to rock me, chicks
you kids is all middle Fiddle with a syllable criminal, rearrange your dental I'll bust your shit, your grill will look just like a piano I bust that
asked, "do you have kids?" She could have lied, but she didn't have time All she said was "She's five." He said, "I saw the car seat, I love kids, does
not to cool down Senator Hollings: Porn Rock Senator Hollings: Porn Rock! Senator Hollings: Porn Rock Senator Hollings: Porn Rock! Senator Hawkins: This