Our guise is that of an apparition enthralled in the vanity of self-worship our robe our crown as much a part of us as the very marrow in our bones we
I've packaged my emotions it's limited edition in the new clear vinyl this one's guaranteed to make you weep with the pretty print oh we'll sell it all
ice pick in my eardrums if i could someday regain my hearing i envision (more more more) snapping your neck (more more more) tilt back your head and fucking take it
every person in this place will lose their fucking lives i am a burning building bringing everyone inside to the ground in the time it takes to make things
damned thing and i can feel even less a nice (there's an upside to) subtle (corporal tunnel) fuck you (duster hits and) fuck you and fucking your secretary it
praise your name panic may arise shut your mouth as every last limb is amputated who knew in ten years you'd just be gone? and i think it's safe to say
em wit my eight. Never had shit left, right. Then hit em wit the uppercut. Duck quick. Shit outta luck. Fucked and stuck with that rough shit. Fuck a pop song, fuck video, fuck Arsenio, fuck
ease by snitchin, clap him fuck it my opinion, Shit have me dizzy way to fuck them down spinners. What ya bitch see in me what the fuck I be shit'N Prob
up, a good look, damn it feels good On the low, I done fucked half of Hollywood Had your favorite actress from your favorite shows In my favorite position, you know how it
touch 'em You cut 'em once and keep fight, fuck it just keep cuttin' em Its real killa instinct, kill or be killed Trust me, you don't wanna feel how hollow tips feel Fuck
(feat. E-40) (Anyway, it doesn't matter much how you feel, you know what you got to do, I'm here to do it, how about you?) [E-40:] Our age, five-years
Wit The Black Guts And I'm In It [Chorus] [verse 2: MJG] Fuck It I'mma Blast Off Take My Mask Off Blow Ya Fucking Ass Off Give Me The Cash Cause
Phantom wit the black guts and Im in it [Hook: Notorious B.I.G.] [Verse: MJG] Fuck it Imma blast off, take my mask off Blow ya fuckin ass off give
a touch it See I'm a smoke it if I like it, I ain't got no budget Now mama with me, wanna hit, better take it slow Seen it befo', I'm a be gettin this
weak stomach, who want it? Poisonous virus, we soon cometh Cold Blooded in the vain, post up under the heavy rain Soup-up with the signal ahead before the Chevy came Fucked
spit tight, you get rocked Word to Jimi Hendrix, it's weed scented [Hook: Party Arty] It's so dirty they can't believe that we did it It's weed scented
dancefloor I heard it crack, do you like it? [Chorus: Alkaholiks] "Yeah" we bout to put it down like this aight? "Aight!" "This is Likwidation from the West, one two" "Yeah" we bout to fuck it
day From L.A. to the Bay it's Mack 10 and E-Fourtay [E-40:] Sometimes I wonder if it?s worth this Fuckin with the law tryna make it look like I'm runnin
