Letras:
Jerk Wrong

you can hurt me I'd love you to try And if you can find me And if you can see me And if you can show me I'd live you to try You're fucking wrong Its

is soft As for terror, I sever the best of MC's Look, little Mally G trippin off these indo trees About to murder label's jerkin but mercy us Def Squad

'? Give 'em a pound of whatever it is, you know but you always gotta act like ain't ____ wrong. You know, when there might be twenty-million things wrong

you were street rap Get the greater rate with these rhymes i be totin' Let's go back online and jerk off on your modem I got stupid mucus from these

: Hands up Coming with rhythms to make your head jerk Hands up We makin' the whole joint short circuit Hands high Touch the sky Get 'em up Get 'em up

and throw bibles Walked out the precinct leavin no survivors Half his decapitated wig splattered across the precinct driveway The watts was stuffed up his body, jerk

and I will survive Oh I'm a bad Don't know wrong from right I'm a bad kid and this is my life One of the bad kids Don't know wrong from right Don

Check it out, out, out, check it out Check it out, check it out, check it out Check it out, out, out Hands up, coming with rhythms to make your head jerk

: Economy, Technology, does it really work? The guy running the government is just another jerk Try to teach some values and they all erode away You'