ترانه:
Mad Happy Shoot

to my head hoping that i find a reason not to shoot bang bang shoot bang bang Words by Mike iLL and Rivka Music by Mad Happy Copyright BMI (Thanks

gun to my head hoping that i find a reason not to shoot bang bang shoot bang bang Words by Mike iLL and Rivka Music by Mad Happy Copyright BMI (Thanks

squerk across the bathroom floor Out the back window I make a escape Don't even get a chance to grab my old school tape Mad with no music but happy '

O.G. original gangster O.G. original gangster O.G. original gangster O.G. original gangster When I wrote about parties someone always died When I tried to write happy

you see me out, it's what thanksgiving is You'all some counterfeit papas, I am a real daddy Shoot up the world, I tell it would keep the kids happy

change it Hold yourself responsible, on yourself you blame it You mad, nigga don't articulate in Sanskrit I.E. we best friends, speak best friends language I'm a happy

these devils are mad because we be the most dominant, Hey, hit you with fatness, represent my blackness, Run up on devils like a savage in pursuit of happiness

for makin yo scratch like that there Boss Playa niggaz beware the ganga-gangsta type of Luni hoolum atmosphere fo rappin about the clothes you wear, I represent welfare no happy-happy

in! [Hook] [Talking - Joe Grind] So, what you sayin'? The 'Narm's happy. London's happy. The whole of fucking England should be happy! You get me?