Rough Rider (feat. Lord B) - Ty Mxjr

This songs called the rough rider, Yeah, ya'know I say gwarn like a spider Tell ya say gwarn like a tiger, ya know She was a rough rider A strong winer Who start to winey, winey Dem had a hard night Last night Lord he feel so broke up today Lord he feel so broke up today Lord she feels so mash up today He was a rough rider A cool stroker A strong whiner Him want de bush She chops de wood They had a hard night Last night Yeah all right They was a rough rider A rough rider Your body saw'n and then jink up besider her Me take off me jeans And she starting to scream Take off me brief And then she says, "Good grief!" What a bly release, awar Say what a bly release, Lord A say me take in me bed And she gwarn like she red Show up an take ah some me beer, brrrrrr, awar Till your body son and you got to come around As I would say, yeah 'Cause there's a hole in the bucket, Dear Liza, Dear Liza 'Cause there's a hole in the bucket, Dear Liza, Dear Liza [Toasting] Well I don't know what you'd say If you seen me yesterday And I don't know what you'd say If you speak to me today She was a rough rider Rough rider A solid winer Ah she solid like dis, She come ah she come ah She winey bush I say you wine and you grine, Say you feel alright Dem hard a hard night Aye she had a hard night Last night Last night is a fine night For I-Ranking Roger, yeah Last night I say fe him some love and unity, Him want it fe humanity Tonight Last night I had sugar and spice Tonight As I would tell ya Brrrrr...

Sound is ripping through your ears The deafening sound of metal nears Your bodies waiting for his whips The taste of leather on your lips Hear the cry of War Louder than before With his sword in hand to control the land Crushing metal strikes on this frightening night Fall onto your knees For the Phantom Lord Victims falling under chains You hear them crying death pains The fists of terrors breaking through Now there's nothing you can do Hear the cry of War Louder than before With his sword in hand to control the land Crushing metal strikes on this frightening night Fall onto your knees For the Phantom Lord The leather armies have prevailed The Phantom Lord has never failed Smoke is lifting from the ground The rising volume metal sound Hear the cry of War Louder than before With his sword in hand to control the land Crushing metal strikes on this frightening night Fall onto your knees For the Phantom Lord Fall to your knees and bow to the Phantom Lord