like napalm. Word is bond Yo who the don, who plays it all night long? Who get it on when it's time to drop a bomb? Sadq keep it cool and calm with
more Might sound crazy, but I ran out of slugs before Yeah, I know the feds watch me But my vest clashes hard with the Versace So I'm just rollin' in
lab white mouse The smile of seedy greedies, deprivin' the needy, breakin treaties Overseas whylin while they profilin' on the TV's Some of em cool
the core Get underneath your skin like especially with the claw Conflicted with the rich 'cause I kick it with the poor I laugh in the face of adversity Sound clashed
Fuck the toughest I'm dangerous it's rowdy Motherfuckers are up and outty the roughest sucker plucker Since they found me Openin' up a can of clash clicks
Yeah, yeah, what the deal Dog? Where you from?, BK, NYC, reppin' wid the DPG Yeah, what the dealy, yo, yo, yo, yo, LAFC Everything else cool, the Wu-Tang
thou shalt not kill Yo, check it I'm praisin' the states and the streets I'm raised in Pain is the perfume scent I'm sprayed in It clash with the federal
the crib Youknowmsayin'? Over here at Marley Marl house Just coolin' out, my man Clash in the house Sippin' on this Bartles & Jaymes Premium piece flavor out the cooler
that you heart gives The Noah Ark kid, captain of his starship Don't let him tell you different to all you school kids Being smart is cool, prepare your
[Originally by The Clash] Darling you gotta let me know Should I stay or should I go? If you say that you are mine I'll be here 'til the end of time
my shoes match my shirt? does the shirt clash with my pants? do my pants match my eyes? do my eyes look good tonight? will this place be cool enough?
a few We were just killing time Looking for something new Then someone came 'long with a guitar And we just started to play And we sang Clash songs
A clash of steel, a blinding light Is this the start of Chaos' fight? We were born to be free Not to live in terror under tyranny My eyes were blind I
lapsed towards the nursery class act impression of a bubble (yeah I could of been more subtle when polluting paradise gene puddle) man huddles make us look like cool
a month Some bad cats from fourth street Come down to our alley Well, we say that's cool But just stay away from me and my boys Eyes clash and claws
a few We were just killing time looking for something new Then someone came 'long with a guitar And we just started to play and we sang Clash songs And
dollars We are what we are Musical contrast, sound clash, bomb blast We are what we are Musical contrast, sound clash, bomb blast We are what we are Musical contrast, sound clash
Original performer: the clash Come on you've got to let me know Should I stay or should I go? If I go there will be trouble And if I stay it will be