Letras:
The Living End I Get A Kick Out Of You

too, Yet I get a kick out of you. I get a kick every time I see you Standing there before me, I get a kick though it's clear to see, That you obviously

too, Yet I get a kick out of you. I get a kick every time I see you Standing there before me, I get a kick though it's clear to see, That you obviously

kick you on the ground when you most need help until you dried up and they sit you on the shelf then you start to cry because you all by yourself so just

by minute Temperature it all a rise because you thighs and all you hips...style You shockin' it..you a rock it..you a kill it And a one thing the Dutty

, You better wear a vest when you come outside, 'cause niggah this's Westside 'til i die I'm a motherfucking Soldier niggah, I'm a Soldier niggah, I

Don Killuminati (Comin to a ghetto near you) (Street fame) Yo check this out I'ma tell you like this (Street Fame) If the lifestyle that you living Got you

again I'm the best don't you get it, forget it, when I spit it its crazy You love it, admit it, you like that I live it, its shady Aftermath in your ass

pain and may not know it I'm a boy and I gotta show it I hear them cries from the babies I wish they had a chance don't wanna blow it But unemployed

the porn channels blocked out (damn!) What you good for? Nothin, so be gone suckers Have a nice trip see you motherfuckers! Chorus [Sen Dog] I live for the highlife, get