-scope vision, hot, hot fiction Like I'm runnin' a muck upon a rhythm Stay on the plan so you don't lose the vision Stay sizzling Peter Pan, I'm from
scope vision, hot hot fiction Like I'm running a muck upon a rhythm Stay on the plan so you don't lose the vision Stay sizzling Peter Pan I'm from a
superman with a dookey rope Chorus 1 2 3 4 hit it It's the men of steel bangin' with the drum hit it 4 3 2 1 Shaq b real krs peter gunz (ice cube) 1
the new wind to blow in the storm We tried to remember the history in the region The French foreign legion, Imperialism, Peter O'Toole and hate the
when she gets to heaven Old St. Peter's gonna throw his arms around her and say ?I've waited so long for us to meet? Put the general in a box and buried
the window sill When I get my fill, I'm chilly chill And now I just got home because I'm out on bail What's the time? It's time to buy ale! Peter eater
m rockin shit, packin shit, while stackin shit If anyone steps up askin shit, I'm blastin shit You gone phase me, but swingin like peter parker Motherfuck
ran They bombed innocent people, tryin' to murder Saddam When you gave him those chemical weapons to go to war with Iran This is the information that they hold back from Peter
legacy The Iron Lung Yo yeah, yeah, yo, yo Dart throwing, yo aimin' at your nostril Aeropostle sword rockin' halibut steak we choppin' Mili-tia, eight to nine generals
in this graveyard it's still no man's land And the countless white crosses in mute witness stand To man's blind indifference to his fellow man And a whole generation
good friend My compatriot, Paul Stookey That was the sound of a golf ball Or if you're a ping-pong enthusiast, that was a sound of a ping-pong ball Except generally
're the nicest piece of heart and soul That I have ever found I've ever found. You're not a Farrah, or a Jaclyn, or a Raquel pussy cat Twenty generations
then you always hear that people wanna be like Fred I'm super nice with mines and I'm much sweeter Than any Tom, Dick, Bob, Harry or Peter Cause I'm a general
;ber nachgedacht: wie wird das alles enden? Stephan Peter Kralle waren Freaks wie du und ich. Stephan hatte Schulden wer hat die heute nicht? Peter liebte
s our lady of the new world with a golden touch (Aide #2:) She filled a bull-ring, forty-five thousand seater (Che:) But if you're prettier than General
rest of the deans For believing in a young man obsessed with a dream Allowin' me to write history create my own chapter All original ryders and the generation
praise wit a peace pipe for niggas I zone with Priest I blow bread amongst twelve thugs Drunk a cup of blood We trained the same time Peter sprayed
out amongst the food cache Swear a friend a mine headlined every news page (jhea'). Wit' dreams of bein' wealthy You now checkin' out the new Jersey version of Peter
