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I got a story to tell Check check Crazy glue, make sure you get it in the cracks and crevices To put me back together is Not an easy task, but it's not like I asked you to do it It was your choice the whole time, you knew it So you're here to build me back up? Start with the legs and work your way up Used to usin' to run so please pay extra attention When you piece the flesh back together sect...
I'm just a ghost of my former self Formin' a non-formidable more bionicle toxin of mental health Was never born into wealth I jumped out of my mother with two horns stickin' outta myself God is in the details Relay my message now from what planet he hails It pales in comparison to mix with the f***in' beat Like Wookies and Harrison did it Rooky be handlin' his business Rottin' your f***in' bra...
It's so simple Got a whole list of issues Inside of my brain Gathered right next to the temple Write all my rhymes in pencil So I can erase 'em The morning after I write em I wake up, read them and hate them Remember later, lay them down And made them understand Sometimes a rapper suck There's nothing I can do to change them Man, it's like I told you before You don't listen to me So I don't li...
intro Hey, what's up? This is a true story, about a girl I know. Not like Return of the Living Dead was a true story, this is... there's been no fabrications. This is all true, exactly the way I saw it. Listen up. Chorus Girl, awooo, I gotta tell you somethin. You listening? Hey. If you really knocked up by my homie, ima punch you in the stomach. Ho. There you go, it's your name. He don't mean...
Step one in your mission: gather information Get on the internet, perfect for bomb makin' First you need some fertilizer, it's the shit For construction of a bomb, also the main ingredient Some ammonium nitrate, preferably light-weight Rent the rider's truck, think about the impact it might make Mix 'em all together and your work can be seen for sixteen miles by the naked eye, not to mention T...
I've been told i was a joke my whole life Lower class white trash low life When I look to the future i don't see no wife No house no kids no job no cars no love no money In other words no one so how come i still feel the need to overcome But I don't run, I wont cuz i can't and i know, i hear them laughing Peasants to the top man Its the under class, better cut your verse in half and there's so...
Weerd Science In A City With No Name So whatcha think about mortality How are these motherf***ers running America Squeaking by like the sound of my sneakers Weaker versions of the father Hardly none of you mother f***ers even bothered to vote nope Neither did I, seamless as I Try to mend myself into the thread of American life I find myself all alone with a knife and a cell phone I feel so out...
Hi beautiful. I missed you while I was gone. Sup homie? I wrote you this song. I'd be better off dead 'cause both chedder and bread Have alluded me since I was a little shithead. So instead of working the 9 to 5 job I'll settle for what I am, a white trash slob. So I guess I'm destined to sit in this cesspool 'Til somebody pass me a blade or a pistol. I've had it up to here, I'm most sincere I...
What's up everybody, can I come in? Why, thank you, sure is good to see you here. Check it out. My life in general is just a joke but it's simple, cracka, broke Everyone of these stupid f***ing lyrics I wrote in my notebook, put a gun to my head, that's all folks Look, that's all it took, easy as pie American dream, take a slice, Americans lie Americans die every day, American mothers askin Am...
Every one of my lyrics when you hear it it'll burn your face as sulfuric acid If you're holdin' the microphone I suggest you pass it. Hand it over quickly Sickly's the only way I know how to drop it Every time I kick it people look at me like my name's Ripley's Believe it or Not Got a wonderful time slot here at the Zero Hour Been laughed at for rappin' ever since I was a little coward By all ...
I'm hollow to the core, yeah my bones are empty No marrow, no mass, but heart I got plenty Though no blood flows through these veins, somethin' is in me Lyndon, Jimmy, Deloris, Jerry and Uncle Ricky My whole family tree 'bout as normal as me Everybody got they own story of what's supposed to be And what could've been, what should've been Should've been led on to the fact that I'm destined to n...
Hey Mom, hey Dad, I'm home Look, Hunny, it's our little mistake Come give mommie a hug, but be careful, I'm on the rag Mmm, cherry slushies for everyone Haha, how was your day? For starters it sucked ass 'cause my boss is a d***head God handed out sticks and gave me the shit-end Ridden with hoes, no kiddin' like one's spittin' Got two right on my neck, three blister and on my d***-end Clock ti...

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