order (fore he) he may be coming soon (And then he'll) hit like an atom bomb, when he comes, when he comes In nineteen hundred and forty-five The atom
(all five of us) took the $35.00. You can imagine our surprise (and delight) to hear the song being played on the radio all over Ohio and the whole midwest. The reason for
hard for me to hear With this twisted neck and these migraine pains and this big ole cauliflower ear And if it wadn't for this glass eye of mine why I'd shed a happy
stop rock You can touch this, but you'll get shot Now what's this all about? kris and humanity In my face you're happy, on vinyl you're mad at me Yo,
only twenty three Packed it up, started over just as fast as we can Selling tapes, making merch in the back of a van Living hand to mouth for the next five
for, son, you know the law Let's take it back to the house, slide off your blouse Lift up your skirt and expose your panties For the world to see, you
hello, hello Since I got to dunkin' these motherfuckers I be duckin' Callin' me on my beeper they ain't really dumb or nothin' All up on my jock lookin' for nuts for
Christ As if he knows the reasons why He did it all for you Did it all for you He did it all for you 5: Orestes Metaphor for a missing moment Pull me
up for Mama She'll get hot for you When they pass that basket Folk contribute to You put in for Mama She'll put out for you The folks atop the ladder
, dead on the spot There goes your manhood Mad max, terror your dome for canned goods Blaze you wit the heat, destroy my conscience For the backward,
, dead on the spot There goes your manhood Mad Max, Terror your Dome for canned goods Blaze you wit the heat, destroy my conscience For the backward,
Still just happy to be here, y'know? Funk Flex, Volume 4, let's do it [Jadakiss] Uh-huh, uhh.. Two thousand, what, what, yo I be the K-I double to the
Or is it the one I beat for five thousand dollars Thought he had 'caine but it was gold medal flour Reach under my seat, grabbed my popper for the suckers
night And waiting for the call, she feeds my skin Sixteen and on the run from home Found a job in Times Square working Live S and M shows Twenty-five
for much Since you won't buy me the dog Or the beach house in Quogue As if you didn't have the money What else is new? I'm not gonna fight for a coat
booming I'm happy to say I just made a contract To film for Pathe; A series of chapters Which end in suspense Each week, see what's next For another five
She ran away late one night in the moon's golden gleam She didn't know where she'd go but she'd get there And she would find happiness if she would follow
on the move You've always got something to prove What the fuck are you fighting for? Is it because you're five foot four? You better be happy with what