a call from Mr. Rogers just the other day tellin' me he by my side I'm like what the f*** you talkin' 'bout 'til he told me Lorna died It f***ed me up
me in the team insomnia Now, I Mr hard worker, In my nightmares I Mr can't turn up, And I missed my chance worst luck, Trying to hit women I Mr I
? Jot it down I bring it Through the ghetto Without ridin' 'round Hidin' down duckin' strays From frustrated youths Stuck in they ways Just read a magazine That f***ed
that Katrina clap See that Katrina clap Listen, homie, it's Dollar Day in New Orleans It's water water everywhere and people dead in the streets And Mr
on sprung I was in love like a muthafucka lickin' the protung The homies used to tell me that she wasn't no good But I'm the maniac in black, Mr. Snoop
-Zone scratches] R.A He's rugged! Alright friends, on your feebles [R.A.- Verse One] Yo, see how they go, hip hop R-A-Hay-Ohh I'm a Special Ed. student
phone at night dat got you thinking you could ever be a playboys wife but you can cancel that i gotta blast your plan you gotta better chance at getting cash from Ed
me they try'na get me They won't quit they just won't quick They try'na stick me with some shit that I didn't commit Fuck tha police {mr. ivan} Ain'
what 'cha lookin' for What 'cha came for....... [Chorus 2Xs] [Big Ed] What in Sam Hill are you thinkin' If you step to us, you want be left stankin Big Ed
Presedntial Campaign [Police Officer] We have an APB on a 51-50 mental patient named Mr. Magic... He hasn't taken his medication... He is considered
to the curb These ho's we don't need em, we let the welfare feed em Hustlas pimp hoes for pussy let them fake bustas eat em Mr. kane, mr. magic, dog
Land sakes alive the steak's alive Give him a hug and he drinks and he drives Why the long, long face Mr. Ed? The hour of darkness and the hour of dread
here man, all right King of the Ave with the def female You're rhymin' and stealin' with the freshest ale Coolin' at the crib watchin' my TV Ed Norton, Ted Knight and Mr. Ed
You can see me on the east side of New Orleans with a red bitch Fuck the world make you walk with a leg twitch Flow retarded I'm on some special ed shit
seen Barbados So I must get out of this Yes, I wore a slinky red thing Does that mean I should spread For you, your friends Your father, Mr. Ed? It
up And give up and lay down and die "What do I have to complain about anyway?" Ed asked his Picasso, "I'm a millionaire" This wasn't actually true Ed
You're built like R2D2 and you smell like Mr. Ed I can't believe that thoughts of you are still stuck in my head When I play Nintendo in Mortal Combat