like the devestatin' DJQuik ain't jokin'. * with me on DSP and you'll get broken. My name is Quik, but you can call me Daddy. Yo, open up the door, they think I'm Freak Man in a Caddy. Now
that's feelin no pain. Sometimes I have to wear a bullet-proof vest. Because I got the 'Cpt' sign written across my chest. A funky dope brother never ceases to impress. My name is DJQuik, so you can
like the devestatin' DJQuik ain't jokin'. * with me on DSP and you'll get broken. My name is Quik, but you can call me Daddy. Yo, open up the door, they think I'm Freak Man in a Caddy. Now
Walking after dark. In the New York City park. Your thoughts are so unholy. In the holiest of holes. Onward Christian soldiers. Filled with jivin' mind control. The blood left on the dance floor
Song Ford Econoline(Album Version) - Nanci Griffith. She drove west from Salt Lake City to the California coastline. She hit the San Diego Freeway doing sixty miles an hour. She had a husband on
. There'd be a loss of life down here tonight Down on Western Ford Gateway. That's a place where the dead say. That a man lives no more. Than his fair share of days. Down on Western Ford Gateway Down on
