Tape ain't gonna fix it honey it ain't gonna stick tape ain't gonna fix it honey it ain't gonna stick to you six kinds of glue won't hold you, won't
You've got to You've got to You've got to You've got to Tape ain't gonna fix it Honey, it ain't gonna stick Tape ain't gonna fix it Honey, it ain't gonna
: Tape ain't gonna fix it honey it ain't gonna stick tape ain't gonna fix it honey it ain't gonna stick to you six kinds of glue won't hold you, won
But don't fall asleep Don't fall to sleep You can get ya cash on Pictures of penny Sippin' my glass full of henny Hands on my semi- Automatic kill for
piece of paper and a ink pen made me straight God knows I try, every breath I take Every song I make, is from the heart to the tape I break and crack
Blood Red Dawn, it's on, popcorn, first platoon a song Cypher Heat, kid, turn another corner, step into my field Destroy or build, kill or be killed,
." [Chorus:] And when the radio stars climbed up out of the floors To murder the medium that shot 'em 30 years before They said... (Kill... television! Kill... television! Kill
might) build ?? railroads, find you, and lay tracks adjacent just to scream "fuck off" as the engine pulls out the station what should we do with a thousand drunken sailors? "kill
I was in project hallways Dual tape recorder lacin? auditoriums all day I?m just getting started on this beat, this is foreplay And when this song finished
, I was in project hallways Dual tape recorder, lacin' oratorials all day I'm just getting started on this beat, this is foreplay And when this song finished
Broadway, I was in project hallways Dual tape recorder, lacin' oratorials all day I'm just getting started on this beat, this is foreplay And when this song
Bronson Pinchot The rap Balki Bartokomous, pour gas down the esophagus of cock-slobbin bitches fuckin up my shoppin list You ain't bring back my Frosted Flakes, I'm applyin office tape
