me see your sound language Sell a crack rock, steal a laptop Jack for a key and sell that bitch for half off Rollin' with my comrades Buddy and we all
, five, six vill I be seeing 'em down at Mardi Gras Getting flows off, everything getting showed off Not me try to mock me on a record heads getting blowed off
Hearts He moved across the mirrored room, "Set ?em up for everyone", he said Then everyone commenced to do what They've been doin' before he moved their heads
of Hearts He moved across the mirrored room, "Set it up for everyone" he said Then everyone commenced to do what they were doin' Before he turned their heads
THAT?S A 3-SHIP HI-DEF CAMCORDER WITH A HARPER DUIDE CONDENSER MICROPHONE MOUNTED ON A CARBON-FLIED TRIPOD WITH AN OVERDRIVE FLUED-HEAD. I ALSO BROUGHT
of Hearts He moved across the mirrored room "Set it up for everyone", he said Then everyone commenced to do What they were doin' before he turned their heads
with their obscene wealth Applaud the carnage from their grandstand. It's as if they were at Ascot laying their bets; Five to one on the Four Horsemen
a chain across across the dump saying, "Closed on Thanksgiving." And we had never heard of a dump closed on Thanksgiving before, and with tears in our eyes we drove off
wanna die We still forced him Fuckin peeps has his bat, when we brawled they fled Now we layin dead with his chicked head like Dirty Fihed Come battle us with
when five children of the Lotus crept into a local cemetery, their intentions were nothing more than to smoke marijoowana leafs and drink acholic beverages. But these five
Mill Five Six Vill I be seeing 'em Down at Mardi Gras Getting flows off Everything getting Showed off Not me Try to mock me On a record heads Getting blowed off
of Hearts. He moved across the mirrored room, Set it 'em for everyone, he said, Then everyone commenced to do what they were doin' before he moved their heads
Hearts. He moved across the mirrored room, "Set it up for everyone," he said, Then everyone commenced to do what they were doin' before he turned their heads
? * The wealthy obscene with their obscene wealth Applaud the carnage from their grandstand. It's as if they were at Ascot laying their bets; Five to
] Step off with that old riffin, stop playin me close I'm not a sucker, I got heart and I'm from the East Coast 5'8" with brown eyes, yo, the girls say
lay out a whisper with the strength of a roar; For the bad times I wish you'd just admit and never cast a shadow across my bed, But for the good times
gauge For the bad times I cannot be acquitted or let off as the bullet enters my head And for the good times I wish for five minutes in heaven before