To love and get away before the walls have arisen You've got to be free But to go on attempting to break into the prison You'd have to be me I wait for
I don't understand How you always do it The world's most lucky man is either Jerry Lewis or David Letterman I wish I was your late night man Cause I get so stupid over
line flow But now you the ladies man where the punch lines go Yo it don't get no better You was smiling chi-town stepping but ain't get no cheddar If
at the jaw You need to think twice before you get injured My infra red you will infer Plus I get paper without printers My money so long that it get
of the phone If you wanna play Who's got the je ne sais quoi We do hey, hey, hey So do the Madonna hey Do it the Madonna way And get into the groove
get excited, I'm so excited I know exactly what I'm gonna do Let's get excited, I'm so excited I'm a detective, I'm all over you Let's get excited, I
F get familiar y'all boy's gonna get pecuiliar I'ma's kii..kii ..kill ya I'ma Kit Kat dealer I'ma Maybach wheeler I'ma get them millions Like a slick
dis here We comes through with the multiple of ends Then flows through with the multiple of Benzes Cartier lenses, me and my mens's 'Bout to take over
bloody rituals of passage to the moon She took his much admired oriental frame of mind And my heart of darkness alibi, his money hides behind She took his blond Madonna
to get stoned Ain't like I'm fooling with my intern While I'm talking on the phone Well, I know I get wild, and I know I get drunk It's not like I got
Argentina has gone to town Over the death of an actress called Eva Peron We've all gone crazy Mourning all day and mourning all night Falling over ourselves to get
with her right And she's always over head And she splashes it all over on a Saturday night! Bare knuckle girl The champion of the world You ain't going anywhere, get
a cigarette, so hit the deck Watch ya chin, nigga, ho-chi-min when I rock my shit When it comes to props I get lots of it I can get madonna, money, your
spot for them bricks of raw And people tellin' on you that you never saw Like your next door neighbor that live on your floor The game over, man everybody
Chino, fuck around, he gonna burn ya" For real, I'm like a dead body coming for its murderer Shit, you seen Chino lately? You gotta see him What you get to make an album, I get
t screwin' Now I'm massed out with no luck, can't even get my dick sucked. Jerkin' off in the corner watchin' her and you fuck. [Verse 3:] Don't get
mind's flippin' on alcohol I said your mind is broken and you feel pain Tylenol And marijuana Still I eat the rhythm alive like a piranaha Now Madonna