I've seen the Rolling Stones Forgot about Johnny Rotten Saw the Who back in '69 Saw Bobby Seal Talkin' to the Panthers Sayin' just what he had on his
she's pregnant So this is why I'm red hot like the Chilli Peppers And this is why I rock and this is why I'm rollin' Like a Rollin Stone with my Guns'
talk to him Hit em up, hit em up I ain't even wanna hit em up, hit em up I ain't even wanna hit em but I hit em up I tried to talk to him, I tried to
Run for the cue Lisa Lipps Was a Rolling Stone, huh Yeah, wherever she slap slob wasn't home And now she's gone, ain't no sun Shine meaning she's gone
it. Y'all boy game is weak, I see through it. Bank roll is fat, you girls can't chew it. Aw this is mine, you boys just blew it. Shucks, ain't is the
the lab a, crack's bagged up Yo niggaz act up, what blow up the workers if they hafta Senoritas, fuckin up a storm buyin guards margaritas Suckin his dick, up
And I looked at myself here Chicken scratching for a peice of immortality In the church they light the candles And the wax rolls down like tears There is
left for me to do Sister of the universe Selecting me this time I'm falling down upon the Earth And singing truth in rhyme If I was a rolling stone I'd roll
Yeah, yeah, word up, to my man Ced Demon, King Gunner, Slow Joe Word up, men at Montana, lock down You know, Tarif, word bond, yo Yo, it's born God,
misproving the odds, run around my city all crazy With my goons in some cars [Bridge: Cam'Ron] I tell 'em Wake up, wake up Gotta go get that cake up, break up
to do is dream Nightshift, Billy jean Life in a northern town You've lost that lovin feeling Like a virgin, She's leaving home Like a rolling stone
In a slow silent walk I hear tha Violent talk I hear them talk half Asleep as they stalk what the man Is in this moon I'm punctual Like a star I've harbored
da shocker) Change the date on your rolex if you a timer Versache and louis, nigga that's my designer Stone age slangin, space age hustlin Sendin fiends to da moon
you again I hear ya and I shout It was bad the first time around When you turned me inside out Everybody's talking Showing up their wits The moon is
up My style will make you get up and down just like a sit up To those who want to get us, brother keep your chin up What up? I roll with winners, beyond
We giving up on all the emptiness I fill it up with your sweet love beside me Ain't no fun to be a rolling stone inside You buy the feeling and you pay