up ain't none of them motherfuckers the Villain, check this shit Who the motherfuckin villain "who're you" [Verse 1: MC Ren] Motherfuckers be local and Ren
send you home in a Bodybag you fag And I'm 'a tell you somethin' right now - Don't come to the alley with that bullshit [bullshit] Hey ren, who's talkin
Who wanna step into the room? Where that nigga ren be at, makin' shit that's phat 'cause in '95 I gotta hustle for yo ass Droppin' shit like in the past
* (NOT Cash Money -- MC Ren's brother) My niggaz call me Grinch and yes I'm known to be a fuck up Loaded clip, folded sticks, my lifts and double cuffed
Deangelo bitin' Prince Or heavy D biting Biggy, I'll slap yo ass silly Real niggaz made Will Smith leave Philly not Jada These bitch niggaz turnin' into Ren
Meine Sachen will ich pflegen Den Rest in Schutt und Asche legen Zerrei?en zerschmei?en Zerdrucken zerpflucken Ich geh am Gartenzaun entlang Wieder spur
shen me ni dan xin shui dui wo fang dian Ni shuo ni dui wo Bi bie ren duo yi xie Que you bu shuo shi duo na yi xie You da yi shang lian ren wei man
An extraordinary beauty in the North... The most beautiful being of the world From her first glance the city bows before her From her second glance the
Ahh, I hate rainy days Ya and me too I know, let's play a game Hmm let's see, there's Scribble and Gamey And Monotony and Pure Cheesy, Misery Date These
Cousin Sven, he's here Cousin, come on in Say something intelligent Dah, he is Ollie, you are Sven He is Ollie, you are Sven Ah, duh, you are my new
Stimpy: Oh boy Ren! You'll never believe what I got. Ren: A record! You eediot! Stimpy: Yeah, Ren that's exactly what it's called... You Eediot. Stimpy
Christmas time's a comin' Christmas time's a comin' Christmas time's a comin' And I know I'm goin' home Snowflakes a fallin' My old home's callin' Tall
Hello, boys and girls This is your old pal stinky wizzleteats This is a song about a whale No, this is a song about being happy That's right, it's the
Okay Stimpy, it's time for your evolving lessons Oh, rapture They swing by their tails With the greatest of ease Those hairy lower life forms We call
Intro Watch out man, here comes those Firedogs! Verse Ren: Your troubles are over, it is we who are your Firedogs! Stimpy: Eh, but Ren, I'm a cat! Ren
Smoke Mmm Aah Baby, love daddy
Remember the royal anthem of the Kilted Yaksmen Our country reeks of trees Our yaks are really large And they smell like rotting beef carcasses And
... where're we going? Ren: The record's over. See you next time! Stimpy: When's that? Ren: In a little while, man. Stimpy: What'll we do 'til then? Ren