some sort of croon Oh no, no, no, oh, my brain. I see them gypsy waggons left in the snow Oh, I must see that lady, I have to know Gypsy woman, let me
Fit myself with religion and a story to tell First they made me the king then they made me pope Then they brought the rope I woke to a gypsy girl sayin
short WE UPHOLD Sky of blue sun of gold WE MAINTAIN On sunny days all sadness and pain be relieved WE BELIEVE The breeze blows the leaves in the gypsy king
the boss It's our profit, it's his loss But anyway lunch bells ring Take one hour and do your thanng! Cheeesboiger! What do we have for entertainment? Cops kickin' Gypsies
The Boss It's Our Profit, It's His Loss But Anyway Lunch Bells Ring Take One Hour And Do Your Thanng! Cheeesboiger! What Do We Have For Entertainment? Cops Kickin' Gypsies
, lalalala, lala, lalala. lalala) (music and repeat) [Gonna find me a gypsy and get my fortune told,] [I'm gonna say, please missus gypsy, tell me what
What? I represent Delray! [Shaggy 2 Dope] Delray! [Anybody Killa] So? [Violent J] South West Side! [Violent J & Shaggy 2 Dope] This Gypsy
Golden is the day Princes of the Universe, your burden is the way So there is no better time, who will be born today A gypsy child at day break A King
a gang of n-ggas walking with my click though, welcome to the melting pot, corners where we selling rocks, afrika bambaataa sh-t, home of the hip hop, yellow cap, gypsy
of the sea Farewell Angelina The sky is trembling And I must leave. The jacks and the queens Have forsaked the courtyard Fifty-two gypsies Now file
of the sea means Farewell, Angelina The sky is trembling And I must leave. The jack and the queen Have forsake the courtyard. Fifty-two gypsies Now file
fact'ry She ain't got no shoes Daddy's in the alley He's lookin' for fuse I'm in the kitchen With the tombstone blues. The king of the Philistines his