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{crowd noise}
Ahh yeah
Oww!
Hit me band!
Oww! (Hey, hey)
Hit me band! (Yep)
From out of nowhere so they came
Smellin' like a dozen cans of wet Magic Shave (What's that funky smell?)
Some fool in a red mask totin' a one-eyed bass
Pulled it out, stuck it up the police officer's face and said...

CHORUS:
Bow down muthafucka, surrender your rod (Watch it nigga!)
Nothin' can save U unless His name is God
U better get your house in order, it's gettin' late (Move nigga!)
The return of the bump squad is comin' your way (Hey, hey)

Get off

by Eric Clapton

Sixteen days in Bethlehem, peddling dope and drinking wine.
Pulling women, making gigs, steering clear and doing fine.
I moved on down to Galilee, trying to find a few new friends.
I'm throwing aces everywhere, trying to forget the end.

Hold me Lord, hold me Lord,
Hold me tight, I'm slipping through.
Hold me Lord, hold me Lord,
Hold me tight, I beg of you.

I'm cruising through Jerusalem, dust is flying everywhere.
I'm dodging bullets, making time, on the level, in the square.
They say you kissed your best friend's hand, they

LOVE LESS

There was a time I call before
When all I knew was what I saw
The keeper of a major key
I lived in a town called Liberty

I worked hard
To give you all the things that you need
And almost anything that you see
I spent a lifetime working on you
And you won't even talk to me

Can't you see
Why don't you look at me
It's not your right to be
So much my enemy

I knew that I could never give
You knew that you could not forgive
No price or pride would fall before
A ten foot wall without a door

But you know
I watch eve

I've wasted my time trying to figure out
Who you are, what you're on, what you're all about
This is no time to say maybe
This is the time to get heavy

Who knows what goes on in that head of yours
Knows what goes on in that head of yours
Knows what goes on, sometimes

It's a festered fucked up sign of the times
When you look at the teeth and not at the eyes
You'll knock yourself out in Hollywood
It's hard to see your soul when it's down your throat

Who knows what goes on in that head of yours
Who knows what goes on in that head of yours