ghetto section The light protect them from the iron weapon This is madness... [Chorus: Killah Priest] This is madness, this is madness... [Killah Priest] Mystic night beneath the cherry
the storms... I gotta stay strong Take deep breaths, hold on long, bring the harm with no regrets, on my chest, let me knowledge be born on levels, wild
got the black Harley Taught his son how to spike cats like Lee Harvey Oswald, all's well that ends well My big brother Divine, he pushed the Benz well I got the cherry
Sweeter than a cherry pop, pop I be at the very top, pop Watch me 'cause I'm very hot, pop Pop me like a lemon drop, pop, pop Pop me like a lemon drop
an' Blitzen To the top of the porch, to the top of the wall Now dash-away, dash-away all And as dry leaves that before the wild hurricanes fly When
(x 8) i want to get to know you better (x 3) come here girl whats your name, you got me goin insane, see whats between them thies sweet as mammas cherry
' a fool, gettin' skully, mixin' henny and mo With plenty to draw, and we gotta blaze by the door With too much M to the O from rushin' the dance floor Mob style runnin' wild
The night she took me down to the riverside, She wrapped herself around me like a honey suckle vine An let me have a taste of wild cherry wine You
Hello daddy, hello mom I'm your c-c-cherry bomb Hello world, I'm your wild girl I'm your c-c-cherry bomb Cherry bomb, cherry bomb Cherry bomb, cherry bomb Cherry
minute, come back My mind freeze for a minute, but your waist throwback You looking good in that teeny-weeny-mini skirt Girl you hot as a shorty, any cherry
we've hid our faery vats full of berries And of reddest stolen cherries Come away, human child to the water Come away, human child to the water and the wild
drive me crazy. 'Bout to drive me wild. 'Bout to drive me down that road more'n a hundred miles. I don't want a city gal who sips of cherry wine. I
I just might make it through this night Well I can't be your father child but try and I might drive you wild I've been trapped inside your cherry tree
cherry wine Boy, you're guaranteed to have yourself One hell of a time In that holler back in the woods Where the country folks got it good Home-brewed, homegrown Where the wild
, I'm battlin' a fragment So creative and witty and outstandin' And I be demandin' that you're abandoned In the desert or a wild west town While I'm at your crib on a cherry
wild as Friday night I should have known how ever hard you try Changed come and strangle it It was bound to die You were sweet as cherry pie Wild as Friday night Sweet as cherry
soon I'll die in your arms under the cherry moon I want to live life to the ultimate high Maybe I'll die young like heroes die Maybe I'll kiss you some wild
Let me tell ya about the kinda guys that like me They're in jail, either that, or they are slumming And walking on the wild side I guess you could say