't take my eyes of you baby When you talk I don't beleive my ears When you walk I'm down on my knees When you walk you walk
t take my eyes of you baby When you talk I don't beleive my ears When you walk I'm down on my knees When you walk you walk
Nothing Like This Since Pow Aint Heard Nothing Like this So God Forgive Me If I Buss My Ting Right Now Wow I Blow My Own Trumpet And If You Don't Like
know you wanna be I know you wanna be I know you wanna be a...Warrior [Verse 2] You wanna be a warrior, follow me (I can take you different places) Down
and get demonic baby You cant play me You cant play me bitch You cant play me You cant play me bitch **chorus** P-p-p-pow if you dress up like
headlock battle? (Ok, ok) You only rap over techno now? (Wow) So you went to NYC, huh? (Ok, ok) Do people even like that sound? (Wow) Wow Now, when
like missiles to hit Hitler Motherfucker stay up out my Kool-Aid pitcher You don't wanna see my style like click-click pow Make you bow to my wicked style, make you
a pow wow Off some weed, love the pow wow, when I keep, keep my style now Watch me speed, trust the cuff they love that Rubies spent off, walk with a
It`s a must we bond and we can all cop this You do for me I do for you we both top of the list Wath your stock once you got it then set up shop Keep
me tell you somethin', man, we came all the way Down here from the Welsh, ya know what I'm sayin'? Yo man, you're talkin' about gettin' busy, yo, you
track Owww, shut this down You ain't heard nothing like this since Pow! You ain't heard nothing like this so God forgive me Fore I buss my ting right now Wow
half a pow wow Off some weed, love the pow wow, when I keep, keep my style now Watch me speed, trust the cuff they love that Rubies spent off, walk with
the track Owww, shut this down You ain't heard nothing like this since Pow! You ain't heard nothing like this so God forgive me Fore I buss my ting right now Wow
lyrics like missiles to hit hitler Mother fucker stay up out my kool-aid pitcher You don't wanna see my style like click click pow Make you bow to my wicked style, make you
you're up and around For the suckers at the door, we're gonna knock you back down Chorus: Yo! Bum rush the show (x4) Yo, ??? around ??? ??? You
