he bought a sterilized hypo to shoot a sex machine drug he got 24 hours to shoot all paulenes between the legs he'll throw 96 tears thru 24 hours sexed once every hour johny hit and run paulene l.a. bus doors open kicking both doors open when it rested on 6th street that's when he drug a girl inside he was spreading her legs and didn't understand dying she was still awake johny hit and run paulene when he was waking up beside the bed he found clumps of hair the last paulene wouldn't cooperate she wasn't what you'd call living really but she was still awake johny hit and run paulene
Wake me up, i?m dreaming
i want you to know
it?s dangerous
to know everything
about my dreams
i want you to know
i want you to know
it?s dangerous
Hold me when i?m falling
i?m falling in love with a princess
the kind of the dreams
tries to catch me
i?m running away
i try to escape
into the next day
i tell all the secrets
i try to keep
when i?m dreaming
when i talk in my sleeps
The kind of dreams and nightmares
will hold me in his arms tonight
but he?s just a fool
he can?t catch my soul
he can?t kill my soul
Wake me up, i?m dreaming
i try to escape, it?s dangerous
to be in my world
of dreams and nightmares
i?m running away
i try to escape
into the next day
i've been havin' trouble puttin' my cigarettes out. and i've been having trouble with her. so i shut up...or talk too loud. the cigarettes smolder and smell, but they light up the room. so many times i think of romance, but i think i should leave you alone. when i get home... i'm gonna hang that picture where it' supposed to be. then i think i'll get up... and watch the sun go down. watch the sun go down. watch the sun go down. watch the sun go down. watch the sun go down. i wish i wasn't grown-up, so i could cry myself to sleep. and i'd like to follow you home, but it's awful hard on the bus. everybody's got the right to wrong. they come home and say "i'm sorry...". but i'm gone for 6 months at a time, and you're tired of the reason why. when i grow up... i'm gonna make something out of myself. then i think i'll get up... and watch the sun go down. watch the sun go down. watch the sun go down. watch the sun go down. when the sun goes down.
my goodness... just left to make room for you. oh, my goodness... sure knows what it wants to do. my goodness...i go bad at the drop of a heart. my goodness always stops when my trouble starts. ain't nothing bad about me... i got all my feeling tamed. i've been a faithful, honest woman, and he knows my love won't change. but none of you have seen my as this past of mine stops by, in the form of a handsome stranger i've loved since '75. my goodness... just left to make room for you. oh, my goodness... sure knows what it wants to do. my goodness...i go bad at the drop of a heart. my goodness always stops when my trouble starts. my goodness is strong, and it's stronger laying down. he's only here to love me and he'll leave this town. very bad thoughts i'm thinkin' today, i can't keep my mind out of the gutter, not even to save my soul. i take a drink and lose control. you buy a bottle 'round my door, she goes out the window. my goodness...
The facts we hate: The facts we'll never meet.
walking down the road. Everybody yelling
"hurry up!" "hurry up!" But I'm waiting
for you, I must go slow. I must not
think bad thoughts. When is this
world coming to? Both sides are
right but both sides murder. I
give up; why can't they? I must
not think bad thoughts. The civil
wars and the uncivilized wars.
conflagrations leap out of every
poor furnace. The food cooks
poorly and everyone goes hungry.
from then on it's dog eat dog, dog
eat body, & body eat dog. I can't
go down there. I can't understand it.
I'm a no good coward & an American too.
a north American, that is not a south
or a central. Or a native American.
Or an alien American.
oh i must not think bad thoughts. I'm
guilty of murder of innocent men,
innocent women, innocent children,
thousands of them! My planes, my guns,
my money, my soldiers, my blood on ny
hands, it's all my fault! I must not
think bad thoughts. I must not think
bad thoughts. The facts we hate:
you'll never hear us.
"I hear the radio is finally gonna
play new music, you know, the
British invasion." But what about
The Minutemen, Flesh Eaters, DOA,
Big Boys. And XXX Black Flag? Will
XXX last American band to get played
on the radio please bring XXX flag?
please bring XXX flag! Glitter-disco-
synthesizer night school. All this
noble savage drum, drum, drum.
astronauts going back in time to hang
out with XXX cave people. It's about
time, it's about space. It's about
some people in the strangest place.
Woody Guthrie sang about b-e-e-t-s
not b-e-a-t-s. I must not think
bad thoughts, I must not think
Evil wrath
Live forever
Deep inside
Strong as ever
Growing hate
Rising higher
Open wide
Spit forth fire
Open wide
As endless force
Silent churning
No control
Of hatred burning
The beast will rise
Eyes on fire
Must unleash
Dark desires
many many guys and girls all real beauties everybody making a stab they hurt themselves singles rule the world feeding on fresh blood one track eye below the belt all in a line all in a line they're all in a line like adult books i don't understand jackie susann meant it that way clifford shackles jane throws her on the floor she says, no, no, yes and he cuts the chains do plenty people go for tomata yes, but he just goes for that special girl who says, no
i play too hard when i ought to go to sleep they pick on me because i really got the beat some people give me the creeps every other week i need a new address landlord landlord landlord cleaning up the mess our whole fucking life is a wreck we're deperate get used to it its kiss or kill coca-cola and a motorola kitchen nauga-hyde and a tie-dye t-shirt last night everything broke
i am the hungry wolf and run endlessly with my mate i see the gutter feed on the foolish outrun and kill the strong at daybreak i roam awake to who follows me i roam i roam i am the hungry wolf and run endlessly with my mate welcome to the dripping jaws the alter of your death at daybreak i roam ready to tear up the world i roam i roam the hungry wolf stares from the hill at the villagers around the fire she loves her mate as he loves her and they live together for life i am the hungry wolf and run endlessly with my mate look across the street, my friend we're waiting for you to slow down at daybreak i roam eyes in the back of my head i roam i roam
drive by my house late at night you can see it from from the freeway. no silhouette, but a light left on, burning there for love. smoke is rising from the fire, coming out my back door. i'm inside sound asleep, i see it on the floor. burning there for love. well, i can still remember a couple of years ago. when the smoke and flame from my name, there was a burning house of love. that rusty nail outside our door, is where i nailed our tears at rain. i threw that horseshoe in the weeds, and see what love could bring. now you're inside your big diamond lies, on either side of town. i think i might take a ride, and burn your love house down like a burning house of love
[Verse 1]
Where I'm from hell ah niggas is bitches
In Southside Sacramento mouth dry cause ah sacs ah the indo
Where jealous niggas get stitches they mouths wide,
When we crack 'em wid pistols and celibate bitches
develop addiction and didn't keep they mouth,
quiet when we fuck 'em and kick 'em, out the telly,
Tell us we trippin' but she just another victim
develop a suckers for crippin' ya heard Gordon Block,
I'ma keep bailin' and flippin' birds till my heart stop
Depart from carlots, and brand new car tops
Observe yo bitch face, observe the big face
Spark glocks to clip hate and nigga like some split ends
Puff herb drunk drive wreck, we switch Benz
Neglect yo bitch kids I, fuck her with them in the room
And damn how pregnant she is I,
fuck her with them in the room, doggystyle
Let's part it slip it in and fuck with the pain
If your, kid is boring starting this is cause I've been
pumpin' his brain,
Dogging 'em out cause in the South we smash
and don't discriminate we sprayin' clips
My house as big as cess pools without sayin' shit
Eliminatin' the hatin' wid torturous behaviour
And only, trustin' my cousins till the Lord come and save us
[Chorus: x2]
When ya down wid me (nigga!)
If ya clown wid me (nigga!)
Nothin' browns only green!
Blow pounds with me (nigga!)
You can ride wid me (nigga!)
Do or die wid me (nigga!)
Whatever town homie gleam!
When you shine with me (nigga!)
[Verse 2]
Where I'm from a gang ah triggers get squeezed
And a gang ah niggas'll bleed
if you motherfuckas get to claimin' you Gs
I'm flamin' you weenies like pussy wid a dangerous disease
Like I'm a clamidia, from the city ah the, bangenest Gs
And it burns like, concrete at a hundred degrees
So fuck with me if you wan' be in monstrous beef
Hamburger Hill my, scrambler serve and cheat
And where I'm from pain is all ah nigga deserve and feel
I bend savvy, niggas think five hundred got me paid
Fantastic!, forty claibre burn ya like colli grade man drastic,
Shit'll get crackin' when I get gat and mask and clips
And leave niggas dead in the street like mad caskets
And I'ma keep creepin' for niggas grills (strike sicc say)
And I'ma keep teachin' niggas to kill like Sensi
I drink Hen straight and look for a jaw law to bend
Misanthropy, raided and Dogg is like all men
Y'all bein' bent under pressure like bad pipes
So I leave ya lookin' like Tony Lopez after a bad fight
Light it up, leave him holy wid no head shot him up
Mop him up, and to be sure we know he dead chop him up
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Where I'm from all my homies is shinin'
You provoke the wrong loc ended up
'tacked broke lonely and grindin'
Half you niggas ah get smacked wid gats infront ah ya folks
and choked 'til I leave handprints on both sides ah ya throat,
Dime is blindin' y'all niggas like sunrays,
Gun rays, bustin, make your vision green like concussion
Gun spray, wettin' niggas up like a sprinkler
Have your heart flashin' on and off like a blinker
Smashin' it up, opposite direction on the runway
Rushin, in and outta traffin' causin' collisions that crash
and the cops'll get blast wid no discretion,
Shootin' slugs in and outta asses like erections
And take off like jets on the runway
Shootin' thugs wid weapon out and givin' up confections
to the graphics you gon' play, gun play
Teachin' them niggas lessons like classes
And we keep them niggas stressin' guessin'
wonderin' when we catch 'em
[Chorus]
If you wanna get high, nigga I got a sack
If you wanna ride, my nigga I got a strap
Do or die for my true thug niggas, and that's a fact
You and I got that true love, nigga I got yo back
Don't nobody got your back, when you need ‘em most
I'm yellin' where the love at? But you don't hear me loc
Sometimes I think I'm goin' down, I need a life preserver
But you throw me bricks, tryna help me drown
But I survived, what other options do I have?
Can't blame it on my Mom, can't blame it on my Dad
I make my own decisions, I chose the path that I walk
But me and my father never had that "man to man" talk
But there ain't no need for me to hate him
He did me a favour when he caught my mama ovulatin'
He brought me in the world, and the rest is up to me
So I'm a, do what I gotta and be all that I can be
Now I wanted to be a doctor, a lawyer, or a judge
But it wasn't meant to be so now I got a grudge
I was ...[?] for persistence when I asked for persistence
You kept me at a distance, so fuck all you bitches
I don't need none of y'all, I'm a do it on my own
And when I'm ballin', I'm a floss in front of all y'all non-believers
You thought I couldn't win
But to my homies, my lovers, and my friends
I got ya back
[Chorus x2]
When everybody got they noses up in the air
I'll be there for you, lettin' you know your nigga cares
I ain't got much to offer but you welcome to what I have
Down to ride witcha, even when the homies mad
I be down witcha; winter, spring, summer, fall
I'm ready to ride every time that my homie calls
I never stall on ya dawg, through it all, thick or thin
We went from boys to men in the same hood
So it's all good, even when you actin' bitchmade
It's still on, I'm a ride when you right or wrong
Standin' strong, no matter what the situation in
And if you die, will provide for your wife and kids
That way you live, forever
However, a nigga's never gonna let ‘cha rest in peace till we back together
Fuck restin' in peace, I'm in an up roar
What other reason does a nigga have to live for?
If you ain't ready to ride for what we believe
Then get the fuck out the game, it's time for you to leave
Cuz only niggas is willin' to put it all on the line
And ride with us when it's killin' time
I got yo back loc
[Chorus x2]
X-Raided mad at the world, ready to go to war
So tell me what y'all mothafuckas waitin' for?
Put on your boots, and lace ‘em up
Dawg, tell me which tree you wanna chase ‘em up
It's an organized congregation, committee of the wicked
If you ain't ready to ride, then nigga you can't kick it
So get the fuck up out the set, you high powered coward
Before your bitch ass get devoured
At any given hour my soldiers is bound to loc up
The warriors gonna ride, and all you bitches gon' choke up
But that's the only way to separate the real from the fake
Don't ask me why, bitch a bitch ...[?]
That Northern Cali kill ‘em all mentality
It ain't my fault, blame it on the criminality
I'm out to make the paper stack
And when my homie calls, hell yeah it's a conspiracy
I got his back
Lost in myself
I don't know why
I can't escape
All truth a lie
I try to run
I can not hide
I'm so afraid
I'm terrified
Lost in myself
I don't know why
I can't escape
This fear inside
I cannot run
I cannot hide
Lost in myself
I'm terrified
Lost in myself
I'm terrified in me
Divide your body
Rape our soul
I ear your entrails
And sacrifice you flesh
I drink your blood
Dissect your brain
Remove your eyes
And split your bones
Rest in pieces
dancing with tears in my eyes 'cause the girl im my arms isn't you dancing with somebody new when it's you that my arms are calling to dancing with tears in my eyes 'cause the girl im my arms isn't you dancing with somebody new when it's you that my arms are calling to i'm trying to smile once in a while but i found that it just wouldn't do dancing with tears in my eyes 'cause the girl im my arms isn't you
man on the bus screaming about presley man on the bus screaming about presley all tied up got a knot in his hands he says 'presley sucked on doggie dicks i'm the king of rock 'n roll if you don't like it you can lump it you gotta get me back to the base you gotta get me back to the base presleys been dead the body means nothing man in the back says presley sucked dicks with a picture of lil stevie over his head i'm in the back with a hole in my throat man on the bus screaming about presley rips a newspaper up in his hands helicopter shoots down a military spot everybody runs from screaming about presley
he waits in a beach apartment blue spark thousands of lights thousands of people she's forgotten him for the bodies around her blue shock, exchange blue shock, exchange blue spark what goes between the eyes downtown blue spark loudspeakers and search lights the boulevard she comes home later just to give him blue spark
this room has emptied out its time to wash your face & throw away your food leave your sister home & come with us its not dark enough not yet louder than hell will be well love the black night falling with every unfamiliar scene were having much more fun! you don't know where weve gone were having much more fun! well crawl through your backyard & whack your yappin dog were having much more fun! los angeles treats everyone like a drunk in bed washing dirty bums with rain like dishes on the floor four am we couldnt care less where we left home see our shadow long & sweaty we shall run next fall where having much more fun! the black & white hotel has a stripper club on the bottom floor "a great place to bring wife, girlfriend or an out of town guest" in the hallways upstairs everyone hangs out the doors and the silhouettes act obscene across from where we stay where having much more fun! you don't know where weve gone well crawl through your backyard & whack your yappin dog & whack your yappin dog & whack your yappin dog were having much more fun!
true love true love... true love true love...is the devils bombshell its the devils drag strip...stock car...nightshade...quickstand trademark punchbowl low blow true love is the devils yes-man, hot house, luch box, wishbone, door knob, pass key, choke hold, widow, true love, true love, true love lay off heave ho learn to hobo! true love is the devils count down a b c s 123 baby your for me 1234 close the door 5678 close the gate 1234567 all good children go to heaven 7654321 hot car zip gun hypo road house zoot suit cash box road car crash true love is the land of a thousand dances...be-bop-a-lula d-i-v-o-r-c-e skip to my lou.. a-hunk-a-hunk-a burning love ive been working on the rail road black betty... black betty...had a baby freddys dead...thats what i said na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na
i went to see the sun at 6 o'clock... but i guess i stayed in bed too long. because it was night and that sun was goin' down. it was still awfully bright. he's bright and shiny as a brand new penny, and he's bad and hot as a hemie. i heard the skid when he arrived... so i slid to a stop at his feet. it was 6 o'clock on highway 5, so we stayed off the street. he's bright and shiny like a brand new penny, and he's bad and hot as a hemie. supercharged in my parking garage, he's big...he's bad...he's crazy. supercharged in my parking garage... supercharged in my parking garage. when we woke up the sun said 6 o'clock, so i guess we stayed in bed to long. 'cause it was night and that sun was goin' down. but it was still awfully bright. he's bright and shiny as a brand new penny, and he's bad and hot as a hemie. supercharged in my parking garage... he's so big...he's bad...so bad...so crazy. supercharged in my parking garage... supercharged in my parking garage... supercharged in my parking garage... he's so big...he's bad...bad...bad...bad..bad...so bad...he's crazy! supercharged in my parking garage... supercharged in my parking garage.
you sat at home the windows tinted black it hits you hard and you cried so long life turned & wandered never to come back again takes what she gives you don't feel sorry for her when you fell out of the starlight inn you were too hurt to walk to bad to begin i looked at the sign but i couldnt feel sad for you takes what she gives you don't cry when you kiss her poor little girl ran away from home i try to explain why she wont say a thing sad sad thing im so far away now how can i say why she wont talk at all she holds the deck of cards she wants to be alone "ill be very ill and i tried waking up now i want to be alone" when you ran out of petes hotel you didnt look so good and you didnt feel so well "hold me tight" but i couldnt get it right takes what she gives you... poor little girl...she holds a deck of cards she wants to be alone she still drinks in the dark the radio is left on late she saw a madman fight and break it all cause she hated himself and she felt better off cause she was only drunk
she had to leave los angeles all her toys wore out in black and her boys had too she started to hate every nigger and jew every mexican that gave her lotta shit every homosexual and the idle rich she had to get out she gets confused flying over the dateline her hands turn red cause the days change at night change in an instant the days change at night change in an instant she had to leave los angeles she found it hard to say goodbye to her own best friend she bought a clock on hollywood blvd the day she left it felt sad she had to get out
im the man who wakes up in the middle of everynight my legs are steaming with rain beneath the cool cool trees the minute i touch you... it aint fair i wanna be close to warm this awful home throught the middle of me the whole world loves a sad song and they don't have to sing we hide in the hot house loaded with thrills second only to none here in this hot house we sit and sing and rant and rave in our lovely hot house closed my eyes walking to the store found our mattress beside those old deadly trakes we slept for a week cinders on the sheets you went away & called and said you had to stay another day the whole world loves a sad song & they don't have to sing we hide in the hot house...
Yeah X-Raided yeah
Yeah X-Raided yeah
Yeah X-Raided yeah
Goin' down ugh
Niggas be woofin' that shit
Nigga who the fuck is you nigga?
Show me y'all credentials before you speak on X-Raided
They say when the dogs away the cats'll play
Now X-Raided's back up in this bitch leavin' niggas in your way
spittin' fire
Why you done woke up the dragon?
Thought the loc was through so niggas startin' braggin'
About who can fuck with X now really
Who put Sac on the map was it you don't be silly
Will he make the beats up? Nigga what?
And 24th Street rip
But even blood niggas got dubs on my shit
And thug niggas on the south side
Slam X-Raided loc when they out ridin'
I'm the king of this Sac-Town scene and you peasant
I ran shit in the past well in the future and the present
Yo Meek attempt to diss me you's a boy
I knew you back when you was broke wearin' Bugle Boys
Now you got tattoos ooh! You big killa
I won't hesitate to slap you, you still a bitch nigga
Which nigga wanna war with the hardcore
Load up you .44 playa what cha waitin' for
Lay a motha fucka face down
With bullet holes in your clothes
Decapitated and naked from the waist down
[Chorus:]
Who is y'all new booty ass niggas tryin' diss this nigga
I dismiss niggas
Endless blue sportin trigga tottin menace
Niggas that'll disfigure niggas on my shit list [x2]
Nig-niggas on my shit list
Niggas on my shit list
Nig-niggas on my shit list
Niggas on my shit list
I know y'all busta remember me
Pumpin' slugs in your dome lobotomizin' your memory
It's him or me when the wars on
My new tapes out now the south areas' a war zone
I send letters from the pen to my true locs
It's time to ride my nigga go out and shoot folks
Incarceration ain't workin'
My body's locked but my souls on the streets lurkin'
Perkin' niggas like Folgers, motivatin' soldiers
To make you set look like yo set got wrecked with bulldozers
How many marks can I take in one day?
I'ma need a little help don't trip it's on the way, hey!
Display your corpse in the window like a mannequin
Why damagin'
You got no wind and it's plain and simple
Name 'em cripple
Get savage when I aim my pistol
Flame a missile through your temple till your brain gristles
Dead issues
[Chorus]
Who is y'all, who is y'all
Yeah
I'm through with y'all, through with y'all
What
Who is y'all, who is y'all
Yeah
I'm through with y'all, through with y'all [x2]
Nigga you can't fuck with X-Raided and you hated
I heard that little bitch ass shit that you stated, nigga
You can't fuck with X-Raided and you hated
I'm the motha fuckin' bomb bout to detonate it
I consume fake rappin' mark niggas like Brut
Chew 'em up spit 'em out piss on 'em when I'm through
You used to be a rip now you claim damu
You dog niggas didn't know but nigga I do
I knew you's a hook like a U-turn
Put your ass in a urn cremated nigga burned
Howard Stern couldn't clown a nigga worse than Raided
Let loose a few verses had you cursed and faded
Like Madusa on the loop I'm turnin' true to the stone
Spittin' brimstone burnin' motha fuckas to bone
If it's on I'ma show you how to end this shit
Chrome .50 caliber "Des Eags" with extended clips bitch
she wont get out of bed & shake her snakey hair grabe her throw her in the tub she says "coffe & a piece of pie" she never wears a dress on sunday or any monday afternoon the this is no goddamn country to wander alone devil doll devil doll rags and bones and battered shoes devil doll devil doll people turn their heads she scares little kids eyes narrow jaw is set shell fix you with a stare she keeps her body hidden lets her eyes make her bid id wrap her up in a bullet and shoot her round the world devil doll devil doll rags ans bones and battered shoes devil doll devil doll devil doll devil doll
Next song is Macaframa.
Yeah... for yall uneducated ass bitches (fuck you hoes)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, foever hatin on a nigga thats havin thangs
Nigga, these type of situations on lockdown, were da real love at?
Yeah, yeah....
Aint no love for them hoes an Im knowin
Bitches only jocking X-Raided cause I be flowin
Thats why Im showin ‘em love and affection
In they silky sections my erections
Spitten milky secretions in they directions
When you in they presense, they say you king
But when you aint around they clown liek you a peasent
Fuck givin the bitches presents
Diamond rings and things of that nature get you pussy fo sho
That hoell date ya and inflate your ego
But they got you hero zero fo show for all your actions
You went to jail wit no bail an now aint nothin cracking
Bet back when you was free you thought you had a silent female
But now you cant even get a visit an got a bed fulla mail
Movin lika a snail when you tryin to get her to handle somethin
And late at night she got cum drippin out her bellybutton
That good for nothin bitch is useless for a convict
Im nuttin up on hoez, nigga fuck that cum shit
Her cousins on my nuts like a little squirrel
An I wouldve been to mack her if she wasnt a little girl
But about two months from now that little girl gon turn 18
The number one draft pick on my whole team
chorus 2x:
Im that gansta you answer to
When I say bitch jump then thats whatcha do
Im a fast talkin convict, blowin yo mind
Im workin macaframalama even if im in da slamma
It dont take much to keep yo man happy doing eight months
Bbut it aint no contact visits so you cant touch
An county time aint no joke
In Sacramento this shit will have you mental
‘Cause you cant smoke
You be stressed out
Hopin that you get yo case
Three strikes tryin to wipe out my whole race
Now here comes yo wife since you done got your time
Saying that she cant hang. Bitch is you out yo mind?
She got everything you own
Vehicle, clothes, even yo home
Not a penny on yo bus cause tha bitch is gone
They send you to the branch then from there
Out to tracy
And one of the homies hooked you up with
This bitch Stacy
Shes white, overweight with bi-focals
But shes sending letters wit money or ????
You dedicated to love an married her quick to hit that ass
On the first contact allowed visit she had you cummin hella fast
You lost youre pretty bitch but you gained a ugly soldier
Move over bacon, its time fo sizzleen to take over.
Cause doing time, its all about support
An the bitch is to come an let you make her pussy for it, tell ‘em short
Chorus 1x
Now this is fo the homies that got them Nike wearing hoes
Ponytails in they hair sportin other bitches clothes
Ruggish, thuggish, raggedy like them up at the type that
Wakes up in the mornin put on some sweats an be like fuck it
Nigga dont lie, you know I just detailed yo babys mama
The type of bitch thats even crooked to be to start some drama
Like a comma, puttin pauses in yo sentances
Yall cant even get along on reconcilable differences
That bitch is famous from so many nameless sticks
That penetrated and shes gameless
Thats how you know shes never been with ‘Raided.
Shes aimless, where is you headed? Bitch is you knowin?
Gettin on my nerves like my bunkie when hes snorin
He needed to leave or get rid a her at this moment
An shake her like jordan does a basketball
Upon niggas if you eva fall or take a loss
Nigga that bitch is gone an look ???? for another nigga
To lean on
Shes a forty ounce swigga, weed smoker
Needin to get that shit up
Her beer belly overflapping
Needin to do some sit-ups
Shes lazy as can be anll never make no progress
So shake that hoe thats all I can suggest, nigga
X-raided locc
Dott Dogg:
Yeah, how do you bitches out there like that? Funky ass hoez! Good for
nothin, runnin out on a motherfucker when times get hard. Punk ass bitch!
Yeah, Dott Dogg said that, sorry ass beatch! [X-Raided: Beatch!] to all
you hoes that fit that description. [you know why? Cause im workin
macaframalama even if im in the slamma. Beatch!]
Im that gansta you answer to
When I say bitch jump then thats whatcha do
Im a fast talkin convict, blowin yo mind
Im workin macaframalama even if im in da slamma
No chance to live
No reason to die
No one to love
No one to hate
No sorrow
No pleasure
No enemies
No friends
Still alone
No fear
No faith
No dreams
No wishes
No questions
No answers
No conscience
No expectations
Darkness comes inside
The coldnes of night
Fulfills my world
Closely fog arises
From the soil
Dazzles my view
Shadows cover my soul
Isolation controls
The game called life
Muted screams resounds
In the nonexistence
No one could hear
Get me
Even, rather than better
Get me
I've got nothing to loose
Look inside
Alone and sad
I torment myself
The world is
Strange to me
My emotions were dead
Only wrath, hate, and adhorrence
Were remained for me
Only one wish
That burns inside
That death calls my name
My pride is holding me up
My envy is pushing me on
My wrath is calming me down
My dullness refuels my energy
My avarice is enriching me
My gluttony is feeding me
My lust is sating me
I can't live without these sins
Rage
You'll feel my hate
Rage
In the twist of fate
Rage
Get out of my way
Rage
In my eyes you're decay
Rage
I'll punish my fiend
Rage
Buried in a field
Rage
I take pleasure in your pain
Rage
Don't call me insane
Rage
Prepared to die?
Rage
Hear my battle cry
Rage
I'm slaying you now
Rage
You'll never guess how
today you're gonna be so sick so sick you'll prop your forehead on the sink say oh christ oh jesus christ my head's gonna crack like a bank tonight you'll fall asleep in clothes-so late like a candy bar wrapped up for lunch that's all you get to taste poverty and spit poverty and spit nausea bloody red eyes go to nausea bloody red eyes go to nausea bloody red eyes go to sleep you're talking out of harmony you can't remember what you said cut it out you feel retarded take the sissors saw the head
i'm coming over i'm coming over i'm coming over so move over make the bed up pull the covers down tear the sheets off fluff up the pillow and remove them i'm coming over i'm coming over i'm coming over so move over light months on a lonely mattress (?) light months on a lonely mattress (?) i'm coming over i'm coming over i'm coming over so move over i'm madonna on a mattress i'm madonna on a mattress and i'm coming over
someone clean to chew on a wife that no one likes he called and they said all of new york is a tow-away zone he paid sixty dollars on 12th street today and now all my money's gone you don't have to answer me you don't have to call me back your phones off the hook, but you're not you hate my older sister and burglarize her home your dirty invitation waits run over on my street i don't care who you don't like you don't have to answer me you don't have to answer me you don't have to call me back your phones off the hook, but you're not
year on little babies year one on their tvs no a.d. b.c. a.d. patriotic people sleep in washington d.c. waiting waiting waiting they don't feel a thing no dolls no debutantes no desperate living class no roman catholic mass no magazines no t.v. no r.c.a. no g.e. year one in our history year one in society they're waiting for the son for any son to come year one you're on i'm one
put the doorknob on my side if you don't mind i don't care put the doorknob on my side it's self-locking give me your key i go to bed soggy and forgetful hopefully not waking up so fitfully i like coffee and i like tea i like a pretty boy and he likes me put the doorknob on my side it's self-locking give me your key i go to bed soggy and forgetful hopefully not waking up so fitfully motels do that with rubber sheets so i can't sleep staring at my sheets or crying on my sheets or bleeding on the same put the doorknob on my side if you don't mind i don't care a motel room in my bed put both door knobs on my side
baby you look like somebody ooooh to know
like a rose comin out of a photo
all your lipstick shows
i don't wanna make you cry
i don't wanna even try
i just wanna say I met (meet) you
it's who you know
oh you can talk to me
make my life complete
when i think of the ways i can use you
get me off the streets
then we spend the night in bed
and i can't loose my head
even in lovin it's who you know
make out when you passed out on the sofa kissing any little child that comes along i'm gonna leave on the record too loud for you to hear me spreading technicolor blood i hate it i love you i hate that i need to know what you do when our love passed out on the couch you're fateful i'm hateful and i ruin any kind of fun you have in mind like make out when you pass out on the sofa kissing any little child who comes along
i'll go somewhere else i'll move to the couch it's darker in the dark it's darker in the day i forgot you were a liar now it's five to twelve shut up and smoke and i'll go somewhere else no more orange nightgowns one o'clock and then it ends this is no place to be addicted to another place never get to go don't you want me to make it i took as long as you took you take alot from me i forgot you were a thief i want to be like her instead i stay nowhere marked down in the basement lousy at the bottom a life of intermission
slip around some universal corner like a woman slip around some corner pick up the phone like a woman she must build a fire next to the pay phone heat is the point, smoke on the reciever light up to its universal ringing like a woman picking it up, her heat blinds the night and rises and rises she lets you in on her biggest secret like a woman she wants a man who knows all the right places like a woman washing his feet with her tears she'd dry them with her hair among the undefiled, she's gone wild her sins will sin from behind her like a woman dropping the phone she leaves it dead to the dead men the dead men screaming magdaline i'm so waiting, is there anyone so waiting screaming magdaline she is running
no one is united all things are untied perhaps we're boiling over inside they've been telling lies who's been telling lies? there are no angels there are devils in many ways take it like a man the world's a mess it's in my kiss you can't take it back pull it out of the fire pull it out in the bottom of the ninth pull it out in chords of red-disease drag on the system drag on my head and body there are some facts here that refuse to escape i could say it stronger but it's too much trouble i was wondering down at the bricks hectic, isn't it? down we go cradle and all the world's a mess it's in my kiss go to hell, see if you like it then come home with me tomorrow night may be too late both moons are full dirty night dying like a lovely wife goodbye my darling how high the moon well i wish i was
true love true love true love true love is the devils crowbar pulled out pulled apart torn apart by finding out that loneliness then you find someone who has to stay away and it pulls apart your wishbone but you get to wish lonliness is never the same again it becomes true love true love...is the devils crowbar he uses it to pry you out of your car and into the arms of...the devil drives a buick & he sits inside and eats lunch and sticks his pitchfork through the trunk and into her hair and he pulls out true love true love...is the devils crowbar
friends warehouse pain attack their own kind a thousand kids bury their parents there's laughing outside we're locked outside the public eye some smooth chords on the car radio no hard chords on the car radio we set the trash on fire and watch outside the door men come up the pavement under the marquee there's laughing inside we're locked outside the public eye
they can't go to sleep at four the car is parked outside the door scars of a knife on his arm her husband knows they're together riding with mary protection to pass riding with mary protecting immaculate love rows of numbered doors behind the car warms up, the street is clear and empty and green with lights they talk and never stop moving he's sounding her name in his head she's falling asleep next to his face her sister's getting married today and the saints of easter smile on the dashboard rides a figurine a powerless sweet forgotten thing so the next time you see a statue of mary remember my sister was in a car
men of flesh hitch a ride shorts and tans and greasy thighs at night drive into slimy bars and piss it out on our front yards they're looking in our window now real child of hell nobody's seen him real child of hell nobody knows what shape she takes st paddy's day, old irish man shamrocks painted on his face mumbles warnings from ireland in the back i sense a fight and that old man has done his deed real child of hell nobody's seen him real child of hell nobody knows what shape he takes this stage i'm on gets repossesed by vigilantes acting bored the mindless fan wants my dress and i can't tell which one is worse and i can't see the cursing child real child of hell nobody's seen him real child of hell nobody knows what shape she takes
gifts and flowers lay upon the lid of pink silk above your face tears make a river of diamonds in the dark our daddy breaks down at the funeral home flies and relations make an annoying sound we sit or wander 'round the room ribbons are folded on the rose bouquets i hear a voice that sounds so much like yours please, please come back to me i cry and talk to you through the bathroom wall oh please, come back tp me playing in cleveland on a wednesday night recovering from the night before i'm broken and crying in the ladies room the opening band is banging out their song i built a shrine on the kitchen wall with flowers and florida souveniers you were walking through the house last night i knew it was you from the space in your steps
ive seen alot of people with plenty of guts they say make "my music new & loud & rough" give it a beat of give it a twang in a dark sweaty club its the same damn thing bang bang make the music go bang! brilliant shinning & nasty bang bang make the music go bang! let me hear the guitar sound like a train bang bang let the music go bang! you cant drive around and hear your favorite song so you tape it live if you can get inside when it comes along i cant understand people who bitch & whine lets drink a beer from a paper bag while we got time bang bang let the music go bang! brilliant shining & nasty nasty bang make the music go bang! let me hear a guitar sound like a train bang bang make the music go bang! bang bang make the music go bang!
She wore blue
her back of blue shoes
she wore green, they wear it anyway
She and the car
went back through the red light
stop i forgot all my memories
I see red when I see you
bells ring at 3 Am
I get mad, drinks get spilled
Five past two I dont feel sad
But then I see you and I see red
I cant look down
Or I might follow you
I might follow in your footsteps
I see your shoulder the sun down
Whats the luck
And I had to hunt, I had to hunt you
I see red when I see you
bells ring at 3 Am
I get mad, drinks get spilled
Five past two I dont feel sad
But then I see you and I see red
Dont feel sad
But then I see you
Dont feel sad
But then I see you
And I see red
He sees the sun come up and she needs to rest
Here it comes creeping so close to the bed
Goodbye to darkness I see your shining face
Shes always thinking about the facts of love
I see red when I see you
bells ring at 3 Am
I get mad, drinks get spilled
Five past two I dont feel sad
But then I see you and I see red
how i how i how i how i how i learned my lesson mine is a big pink house a preacher knocking on the door with a self-righteous preacher going in but he is just an old flame i'll never want him again and again and again how i how i how i how i how i learned my lesson i didn't i kept on trying i didn't listen i looked up to you i call you on the phone but you tell me your not home absence makes the heart grow fonder so i never want to see you again i'm wrecking the kitchen carefully but i'm keeping your dinner warm how i how i how i how i how i learned my lesson i didn't i kept on trying i didn't listen i looked up to you at the soul market on sunday here's what i put in your collection basket in front of the congregation i stood up and called your name when i walked out you just shook my hand how i how i how i how i how i learned my lesson
This is the end of wintertime
it ain?t gonna freeze anymore
This is the end of wintertime
this is the end of wintertime
The snow is melting away in the heat of the rain
This is the return of summertime
it ain?t gonna rain anymore
This is the return of summertime
this is the return of summertime
I'm looking for a mirror
To face my eyes and realize
The beauty of youth
Is the only thing worth having
I'm jealous of everything
Whose beauty does not die
And I'm jealous
Of the picture
The mirror has painted
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