Lyrics:
Three English Dances

You're walkin' round town like a hoodlum with a knife You're hangin' on the ave, chillin' with the crew And everybody know what you've been through Ah, with the one two three, three

guess I'll use my token. I'll walk through the gate if the turnstile's broken. Big daddy, if you're down with me, Get on the mic on the count of three; One, two, three

you bum bum bum. Silent farts Deadly farts All was calm Not turned on Oh come on illegal foreigners Come and get dem green cards And learn some damn english

with the mouth affect) When you speak with me I see what, you never see One, two, three! Moscow One, two, three! Moscow Look! Pioneers are going

that got out of Dodge Sucka on me cause the title I'm holding Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 Ball rolling Verse Three: Eazy-E Olde English 800

quick jumped in the tub real fast Condition my hair, put on cologne at last Iron my pants with my blue jean jacket Put on socks black tops with a hat and three

be late for school' never wanna be the classroom fool, I'd be in the English grammar, slammer, and I get a D! Now my feet are doing dances, HIP

They bowin to the 'Sayers till they knees swell Shake the game up worse than Single White Females Walkin to they car alone flashin three bills These

see the muck on the sky of the ceiling please raise the flag rosy red carpet envy english used here is messenger is nervous it's no fun at all out