Lirieke: BomFunk MC's. No Way In Hell.
No way, no way, no way in hell
No way, no way, no way in hell
No way, no way, no way in hell
No way, no way, no way in hell
Exclusive, excuses, only produces, abuses, the juices
The loosest of ends that tend to send the false inner sense
That me and you together could actually be friends
No way in hell, we gonna let you, oh no
No way in hell, we gonna tear up the show
No way in hell, we gonna let it all flow
No way in hell, all roads lead to Rome
Yeah, we're gonna kick your monkey ass
Yeah, we're coming with a blast
Yeah, it's the funky sound class
Yeah, we're gonna make it everlast
They said we couldn't do this but I know we can
You can't keep a good man down, a goddamn
You and you and yours just better keep still
'Coz I haven't even started with my spick and my spill
No way in hell, we gonna let it all go
No way in hell, we gonna walk through the snow
No way in hell, you gonna put me on the hold
No way in hell, I think I'm really getting old
Yeah, we're gonna kick your monkey ass
Yeah, we're coming with a blast
Yeah, it's the funky sound class
Yeah, we're gonna make it everlast
No way, no way, no way in hell
No way, no way, no way in hell
No way, no way, no way in hell
No way, no way, no way in hell
Something wrong with your life when you go the lowest low
Do you recognize yourself when you look in the mirror?
Can't control your mind or flip your tiny brain
But don't hate the player if you can't play the game
No way in hell, we gonna let it all go
No way in hell, we gonna walk through the snow
No way in hell, you gonna put me on the hold
No way in hell, I think I'm really getting old
Yeah, you've got your future in your hands
Yeah, we got you peeing in your pants
Yeah, you gets no fucking chance
Yeah, got you steppin' on quicksand
Party arty arty arty arty arty arty ya
Party arty arty arty arty arty arty ya
Party arty arty arty arty arty arty ya
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No way, no way, no way in hell
No way, no way, no way in hell
No way, no way, no way in hell
Exclusive, excuses, only produces, abuses, the juices
The loosest of ends that tend to send the false inner sense
That me and you together could actually be friends
No way in hell, we gonna let you, oh no
No way in hell, we gonna tear up the show
No way in hell, we gonna let it all flow
No way in hell, all roads lead to Rome
Yeah, we're gonna kick your monkey ass
Yeah, we're coming with a blast
Yeah, it's the funky sound class
Yeah, we're gonna make it everlast
They said we couldn't do this but I know we can
You can't keep a good man down, a goddamn
You and you and yours just better keep still
'Coz I haven't even started with my spick and my spill
No way in hell, we gonna let it all go
No way in hell, we gonna walk through the snow
No way in hell, you gonna put me on the hold
No way in hell, I think I'm really getting old
Yeah, we're gonna kick your monkey ass
Yeah, we're coming with a blast
Yeah, it's the funky sound class
Yeah, we're gonna make it everlast
No way, no way, no way in hell
No way, no way, no way in hell
No way, no way, no way in hell
No way, no way, no way in hell
Something wrong with your life when you go the lowest low
Do you recognize yourself when you look in the mirror?
Can't control your mind or flip your tiny brain
But don't hate the player if you can't play the game
No way in hell, we gonna let it all go
No way in hell, we gonna walk through the snow
No way in hell, you gonna put me on the hold
No way in hell, I think I'm really getting old
Yeah, you've got your future in your hands
Yeah, we got you peeing in your pants
Yeah, you gets no fucking chance
Yeah, got you steppin' on quicksand
Party arty arty arty arty arty arty ya
Party arty arty arty arty arty arty ya
Party arty arty arty arty arty arty ya
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