Letras:
No Fun At All Stranded

get away Can't stand another torrid day The sun is burning on my skin I think it's time to pack it in Can't you see I'm stranded? I'm waiting for directions

cannot get away Can't stand another torrid day The sun is burning on my skin I think it's time to pack it in Can't you see I'm stranded I'm waiting for

Feelin young and full of fun Hangin out with my crew Hot to trot and about to pop Tryin to find some girl to get into There she was fine as can be Hair

And then in one sweet rush I will hear you sing once more And music, our music Will swell and then unwind Like two strands of melody at last entwined

been taught, Don't expect help, do don't get caught. ??? They'll think it's easy on the news at ten ??? The commie-anar-fems are at it again, Annoying

See yeah Saturday, we robbed another nigga at the rink The beats was always showin up at my rest Askin "Does a certain Drayzie live at this address?

Yeah, all in my face feelin' me All in my face feelin' me We was up in the club Fillin' these with all the intention we sip of Hennessey My friend and

LAWRENCE You may be master of Your chosen occupation With several strings of Polo ponies in your stable- ou must remember all the same That at the crux

really had a chance I know that things are going down the drain the rapid lane and I could need a helping hand In my mind all the time endless iteration In my mind all