Fur In My Cap (исполнитель: Rob Roy OST Saints Row: The Third)
just a big boy with a big bike and a big [bad word] with tha big tike got my lips poked cuz i sip life tell me when to go gotta get this right when im feelin old cuz it look just like limpin demention as if as a infant im distant yet instant simataniously explain this to me maybe its famous to be or maybe that aint what we'll see pick sumthin stick sumthin in it with the [bad word] one hinnet two hunnet three hunnet miles on a empty stomach im on it been on it yall just aint in on it yet shown tha its on the fence of the wrong home the fits fixed arith-fix so hints im exempt goin [bad word] in my lap bird in the sack fur in my cap fur,fur in my cap [bad word] in my lap bird in the sack fur in my cap fur fur in my cap [bad word] in my lap bird in the sack fur in my cap fur fur in my cap [bad word] in my lap bird in the sack fur in my cap fur fur in my cap Exactly gone indat me wether that be at a track meet or actually right here in back of me if yall catchin the beat im glad to be leaving a thing called happening but naturally there aint happily ever after might last a week in-fact it seems too fast to be,bad to me that could mean one or two screws un fastning thats blast me or fasinating depending on how i go about debating and stands with out sayin since i was finna not to be biased ot the slightest in the middle but if i aint talkin bout shootin thangs tou can thank i was shootin blanks or a stank in the little yellin [bad word] in my lap bird in the sack fur in my cap fur,fur in my cap [bad word] in my lap bird in the sack fur in my cap fur fur in my cap [bad word] in my lap bird in the sack fur in my cap fur fur in my cap [bad word] in my lap bird in the sack fur in my cap fur fur in my cap goodnight my lonely folks unfourtuantely it seems i slowed for thangs a boomarang and poke me in the eyes cuz they oakland so if i aint only apolagize for the slightest inapropreate-ness for my throat speaks accept it and let this serve as a reminder that we might have regrets but whatever its better behind us there might juss be [bad [bad word] greet me by the tool kis and finally.....