Fa La La De Fa La La

Was sitting on my stoop one day
A devil came up to me and played
An old set of timbales
He stole from a kid down the way
He said he could take me out
And challenged me to throw it down
Right on South 4th Street
Right on South 4th Street
I told him he best step back
And think before his feeble attack
Cuz when it comes to banging on skins
I will say I'm the best there is
So why would you waste your time
Go back to hell and wait in line
As I sing my melody
My pretty little melody
Fa la la de fa la la la la la
That's how I sing my song
That's how I sing my song
Fa la la de fa la la la la la
That's how I sing my song
That's how I sing my song
Now the ugly beast wouldn't take a no
Hе just started to put on a show
With fire coming out of his sticks
He had smokе bombs and all sorts of tricks
I watched him bang his fills
That might do well in Beverly Hills
But not on South 4th Street
Not on South 4th Street
I started to laugh out loud
I said Demon you got to slow down
So let me educate in Latin
You can't hit the tims like your Mike Tyson
So put your tail between your legs
And learn how the Rican gets paid
Right on South 4th Street
Yeah, right on South 4th Street
Fa la la de fa la la la la la
And that's how I sing my song
That's how I sing my song
Fa la la de fa la la la la la
That's how I sing my song
That's how I sing my song
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