Trouble! Fat Boys
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Artist: The Fat Boys
Album: On And On
Song: Trouble
Verse One: Kool Rock Ski
Well, I'm a calm, collected guy
And I'm never in trouble, so, now you know why
At times I just get this urge
To just kill this guy that keeps irking my nerves!
Markie Dee:
Yo, you sound like a murderer!
Kool Rock:
Yo, I'm cool and I'd never do a thing to hurt ya
But, if you was in my shoes
And a guy was that stupid, what the hell would you do?
Always callin' you a chump
Talkin' 'bout your girl, your mother and all types of junk
A low down disturbing pest
But, as of now, I'm gonna pluck this pest off my chest
Mark:
Whatcha gonna do, Rock?
Album: On And On
Song: Trouble
Verse One: Kool Rock Ski
Well, I'm a calm, collected guy
And I'm never in trouble, so, now you know why
At times I just get this urge
To just kill this guy that keeps irking my nerves!
Markie Dee:
Yo, you sound like a murderer!
Kool Rock:
Yo, I'm cool and I'd never do a thing to hurt ya
But, if you was in my shoes
And a guy was that stupid, what the hell would you do?
Always callin' you a chump
Talkin' 'bout your girl, your mother and all types of junk
A low down disturbing pest
But, as of now, I'm gonna pluck this pest off my chest
Mark:
Whatcha gonna do, Rock?
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