Hot Fudge

歌手：Johnny & The Hurricanes

专辑：Beatnik Fly (Original Album - 1959)

时间：2015-12-30

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Hot Fudge 专辑《Beatnik Fly (Original Album - 1959)》Johnny & The Hurricanes

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Hot Fudge - Johnny & The Hurricanes

Yo, I rearrange your wholesome change

Complicate your vision and make the world look strange

Try to remain calm but yet you still feel perspiration

Drip from the top of your lip, losing concentration

Don't you try to front like we got some type affiliation

Bought yourself a piece you sh*t to try and avoid the confrontation

Fear me, it's in your bloodstream, feel the circulation

Permanently trifle and affecting life like ammonisation

Oh sh*t, I've got you feeling nervous on purpose

(Ha)

I love bring that sh*t right at you, door to door service

Instantaneous, you will still get your sh*t bust

(Bust)

Only spontaneous, all that sh*t talk is miscellaneous

You be rolling shady we gon' establish all the shadiest

Yet all of my black peoples be the most craziest

Numerals of funerals every day

When I take a closer look of all my niggas around my way

(Ha)

Ha, yeah, I love to dig from deep within, making your head spin

Hot fudge coming on in, good lord

Hot fudge

Da, da, do, dee, da, do, da, de, do, da, da, oh, oh, oh

Do, da, do, dee, da, do, da, de, do, da, da, ow, ow, ow

Aeiyo, you look like my man, y'all look similar

Alibis that niggas trying use like we familiar

F**k that, you really need to check your criteria

Violating the world, annihilate your whole area

Been in this too long to allow niggas to try to take mine

23 years deep and I still exist as Busta Rhymes

Aeiyo, I'm in this to win this, gets down to handle my business

While I be Busta Rhymes, you still be whoever your name is

In my past life the world felt my mega blast

Now in my present life I'ma still bust your f**king a**

Yo, it's been predicted ever since I was a child

Getting addicted to candy bars, I was still wicked

Drop jewels on many fools while my niggas pack tools

In '89 when we signed this 'Leaders of the New School'

Four, lyrical Schwarzenegger's rolling like commanders

Wrecking sh*t, hit after hit, while we set the standards

Back then came leaders of the 'New, it was like a dream come true

You could scream on the mic and do what you gotta do

In the meantime I show improved and stick my lagoon theory

Scream at the top of my lungs until you f**kers hear me

Yo, I love to dig from deep within, making your head spin

Hot fudge coming on in, good lord

Hot fudge

Da, da, do, dee, da, do, da, de, do, da, da, oh, oh, oh

Do, da, do, dee, da, do, da, de do, da, da, ow, ow, ow

Da, da, do, dee, da, do, da, oh, oh, oh

Do, da, do, dee, da, do, da, ow, ow, ow

Numerals of funerals everyday

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