| (Murs) How do you say shut-up in japanesse (Arata) | |
| Navade (Murs) | |
| Navade, navade mother******s [Verse 1] | |
| Tracks like this | |
| I wish that | |
| I could do it all over | |
| But then again | |
| You always make the better call | |
| When you Sober | |
| Hung-over | |
| Thinking what the ************* was gong on | |
| The show went on late | |
| And of course the sound | |
| Didn't sound *************t | |
| Like when we checked it at eight | |
| But it was all great | |
| Even though most rap crews | |
| Would have beat the sound | |
| Then ask later | |
| We the types that would kick the monoters | |
| Off stage | |
| Just cause fools be on faders | |
| You know the type of night | |
| When dont a damn thing go right | |
| And every broad your talking to | |
| Wanna be at the club on the same night | |
| Man life be ****** with a ************* | |
| I sware But askin why me | |
| Would only draw my ass crazy | |
| So I try not to go there | |
| ************* it just charge it to the game | |
| Sick of *************s not trying to buy a tape | |
| Sware they're larger than the game | |
| But ************* you ain't no better | |
| Wearin that tommy hill | |
| Like it's your | |
| Mutha****** varsity letter | |
| You ain't earned it | |
| Your momma bought it | |
| Now you trying to floss it | |
| But that can cost you your life | |
| Oh thats right | |
| You from the suburbs | |
| Only in the hood for the night | |
| What about them nights | |
| You was on your way to the spot | |
| Got lost Put up in the lot | |
| Found out the club was over(DAMN) | |
| And to top it all off | |
| Everybody in the car was still sober | |
| Man that *************t be addin up | |
| Have you in the car ride home | |
| Quiet Mad as ************* | |
| Oh what about them times | |
| You took a bus to the spot | |
| Got stuck looked up | |
| And none of the homies | |
| Was inside(DAMN) | |
| So you *************t out of luck | |
| All them times | |
| You were in the middle of the floor dancing | |
| Then had to duck | |
| Because some stupid mutha******s | |
| Decided it was time | |
| To shoot the party up | |
| Man ya'll know whussup | |
| With all them wack nights you've had | |
| But remember it can always worse | |
| When you think it's all bad | |
| Nights like this | |
| Got me tryin to put my piss through brick walls | |
| Wish I was that ************* | |
| From out of this world | |
| Put my fingers together | |
| To make this *************t pause | |
| And freak things to go my way | |
| For once Were movin all individuals | |
| Who front like them gold caps |
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