Lyrics NHF (No Hard Feelings) - Nito NB
I
ain't
gonna
say
I
take
no
for
an
answer
Gimme
that
drop
right
now,
that's
relevant
Six
shot
spin
or
the
twin
brown
twins
When
the
Mac
ting
sings
got
a
speech
impediment
Don't
do
war
inside
that
settlement
Jump
in
the
ride,
they
didn't
sell
that
element
Try
run
far
without
metal,
intelligent
Run
out
of
luck,
and
we'll
sell
it
with
elegance
Throws
three,
but
he
ain't
involved
So
what's
he
then?
A
video
vixen
I
really
had
enough
about
the
lies
man
tell
And
anytime
gang
speed,
you
know
it's
facts,
not
fiction
I'm
telling
man
stop
it
with
the
nine
known
bells
Gotta
bring
it
down
soft
when
the
dotty
needs
fixing
We
giving
out
shells
then
we
bringing
back
So
it
never
grows
old
like
it's
Maggie
in
Simpsons
CID
wanna
see
ID,
but
we
can't
get
spun
in
this
ride
Because
it
won't
just
be
for
the
wap
'Cah
the
case
in
the
front
is
endangering
life
Full
to
the
max,
clips
full
to
the
brim
Any
soul
that
I
see
I
try
making
it
mine
Did
it
in
the
night,
try
play
with
a
mime
Now,
we
takin'
the
time
and
we
makin'
it
right
We
rock
four
seasons,
get
rocked,
it's
all
in
reason
Bring
that
back
and
shake
that
back
And
make
that
clap,
but
there's
no
feelings
That's
your
man,
suggest
you
leave
him
We
score
goals,
and
they're
concedin'
He's
here
now,
but
not
by
evenin'
Scream
out
loud,
there's
no
hard
feelings
We
rock
four
seasons,
get
rocked,
it's
all
in
reason
Bring
that
back
and
shake
that
back
And
make
that
clap,
but
there's
no
feelings
That's
your
man,
suggest
you
leave
him
We
score
goals,
and
they're
concedin'
He's
here
now,
but
not
by
evenin'
Scream
out
loud,
there's
no
hard
feelings
If
you
name
just
one
man,
just
one
man
that
you
blammed
Then
I
can
name
two
You
can
go
and
ask
them
"Have
I
ever
touched
skengs?"
You
can
go
and
ask
them,
and
they
will
tell
you
it's
true
I
was
really
outside
with
the
nine
x
five
I
was
doin'
too
much,
but
the
string
go
boom
We
ain't
gonna
tell
lies
when
the
opps
comply
And
they
say
to
the
jakes
"That's
deja
vu"
We
ain't
shy
from
the
war,
let
fly
for
the
war
Big
nine
hit
guys
for
the
course
Set
bine
for
the
fours,
flick
knifes
with
the
tours
You
can
do
it
ten
toes,
but
we're
slidin'
doors
Now,
I'm
out
'til
late
to
an
opp
boy
strip
Pullin'
strings
for
the
course
Play
him
out
his
position
The
dotty
or
Smith,
we'll
send
him
up
missin'
And
know
I
ain't
kiddin',
I
know
that
you're
missin'
For
the
highs
and
lows,
had
the
nine
that
blows
Had
the
spinner
do
road
when
the
shotty
got
slapped
You
ain't
nearly
got
hot,
you'll
slide
in
their
threes
So
come
back
it
to
bro,
and
their
mind
went
blank
When
the
nine
went
bag,
they
were
searchin'
for
help
They
still
went
into
the
boy
like
Milan
Weren't
part
of
his
plan,
but
he
can't
stop
facin'
The
dotty
new
name
really
come
like
Zidane
We
rock
four
seasons,
get
rocked,
it's
all
in
reason
Bring
that
back
and
shake
that
back
And
make
that
clap,
but
there's
no
feelings
That's
your
man,
suggest
you
leave
him
We
score
goals,
and
they're
concedin'
He's
here
now,
but
not
by
evenin'
Scream
out
loud,
there's
no
hard
feelings
We
rock
four
seasons,
get
rocked,
it's
all
in
reason
Bring
that
back
and
shake
that
back
And
make
that
clap,
but
there's
no
feelings
That's
your
man,
suggest
you
leave
him
We
score
goals,
and
they're
concedin'
He's
here
now,
but
not
by
evenin'
Scream
out
loud,
there's
no
hard
feelings
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