things that make us- Stewie: Laugh and cry! Chorus: Heas a Family Guy! Louis: When I was young, the songs were fair, with Mister Johnny Mathis, and Sonny and Cher
bien? What? You don't speak French? What is love if you don't speak French? Mon cherie you don't stand a chance here. Come with me, you will see The
stop or rest, and I ain't You get wet like paint You feel faint, you wanna faint You can't stand me, the man with the stuff Come with bullshit and get
ain't no recordcompany humping me, cause I got flavor They can't calm me, into being a zombie As long as EmBee keeps hooking me with bomb beats So blow
with sparkling clothes and force now i awake in the afternoon the arcade is filled with children families are walking by staring at me pre-pubescent
in Teddy Ruxpin I used to walk up and down the block cussin' Locked in youth homes at 6 with glocks bussin' I grew up with not ballers, who got dollars
you aiint got a tumor, so why you do to your voice shit to make you sound stupider if you walk on the moon, i moon walk on jupiter stay true to the game
at mad, problems on they fuckin rag Play tags with doo rags, I flame broil, light up fast Girls look, jockin me, there's no time, stoppin me Groupin me, hatin me
There is no doubt about it I'm one of kind baby I am le d'artagnan de coeur as you may see candy And I'm talking with my eyes And I walk in different
: I got you to understand Him: I got you to walk with me Her: I got you to talk with me Him: I got you to kiss goodnight Her: I got you to hold me tight
aiint got a tumor, so why you do to your voice shit to make you sound stupider if you walk on the moon, i moon walk on jupiter stay true to the game
nigga I bang mine Never leave a witness alive to testify I-Identify, point the finger at me Never get the chance to tell the judge, it was me Man I threw
that - going for walks, laughing and singing in the streets. Everybody here is sick with fear. Everyone except me. And I ... Yes? And you? I'm sick with hatred. Please tell me
for walks, laughing and singing in the streets. Everybody here is sick with fear. Everyone except me. And I ... Yes? And you? I'm sick with hatred. Please tell me