• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• XXX - Nasty Savage
• XXX - Rackets & Drapes
• XXX - Helium
• XXX - Danny Brown
• XXX - Law
• XXX - Negrita

Take a trip down lover's lane
Take that trip, it's time to play
Adult entertaiment, you must be of age
Come and get wild, climb out of your cage
xxx
Triplex
You feel like you're under the spiked hell
The crack of the whip gives great thrills
She soars to heights, loves her delights
The foreplay is gone, the seduction is on
She's the ultimate pro who puts on the show
As she had me tied she molested my mind
Exciting herseep, I could have cried
Now I know how she loves to be wild
xxx
In her pants
solo - Dave, Ben
You took a trip down lover's lane
Now you're gone, you won't be the same
Cinema fantasies, night clubs and shows
All the women, you never can know
xxx
Triplex
xxx
xxx

Pretty girl's on TV screens
Centerfolds in magazines
Movie stars and video
See the nightly nudie show
1-800-S-E-X
Porn line of triple X
Credit cards or check by phone
Five buck's a minute end's your call
Sexy girl's in leather check
High heels and black fish nets
Take a picture make it last
Pick your choice of photographs
Barbie dolls on your screen
We make the celebrities
Barbie dolls on your screen
How rushed are porno Queen's
Girl's on film
We buy and sell (x8)

It's not for free
but I'll take your love
if your love will pay me
I see your wallet in your pocket
You know I carry my heart around my neck
like a locket so I can take it off
Now I feel good, I feel like candy
Go out on the street, I'm gonna make some money
That was just a joke about the money
you're gonna pay me with your life
Out on the corner
Like a fallen Maraschino cherry
I know you're scared to eat me
You got a candy red sports car
My heart is not a sports car
My heart is cab
Your love is a fad
And you're a drag
And now I feel good, I feel like candy
go out on the street I wanna make some money
That was just a joke about the money
you're gonna pay me with your life
You wanna have me
You watch me like TV
You wanna hold me
Collect me like rubies
Talk about me like a movie
You're so dirty
And now I feel good, I feel like candy
I'll get in your car, I wanna make some money
That was just a joke about the money

Colder than them grits they fed slaves
Me to rap is like water to raves
AK's with bayonets on deck
Rep my set
Sorta like Squidwird and his clarinet
I'm in ya bitch mouth
But she just fantasizing
Staring at my skinnys siad it's so tantalizing
Dog I'm strategizing plotting on throne
The masta of the ace sitting on chrome
Dark nights tryna sleep stomach on fire
Delusional from hunger so I couldn't get tired
Imaging the equalizer goin from green to red
Words that rhyme together just appear all in my head
Sorta like Neo with them Matrix codes
I try to escape it hoping drugs a numb a soul
Say I'm getting old and times running out
Repeating instrumentals tryna figure patterns out
I never leave the house ain't slept in three days
Popping pills, writing, drinking and smoking haze
Weaving the kicks and snares dodging hooks
Tryna keep it original something that's overlooked
Way a nigga goin might go out like Sam Cooke
Or locked up calling home for money on my books
Cause if this shit don't work nigga I failed at life
Turning to these drugs now these drugs turned my life
It's the downward spiral, Got me suicidal
But too scared to do it so these pills a be the rival
Surpassing all my idols
Took the wrong turn
But can't go back now so now let that blunt burn
Cause now it's my turn if I fuck it all up
Took a while to get here now I depend on these drugs
I took a while to get here now I depend on these drugs

Breath - take it deep inside, inside your mind you磖e weak I see
Death is a word I know, a word you fear to hear from me
Real are the things that are, the things that were, but what will be
Deal - I will show you all, heed over, give your sins to me
Free - now I got your hands, you磖e mine my dear
Time - get your aims or be what you were here
Feel all that mud outside, turn 磖ound and walk away with me
All I want from you is just your soul

Fare sesso nascosti in un cesso
fumarsi una Marlboro dopo l'amplesso
oppure farlo in macchina di fianco alla strada
buscarsi un raffreddore male che vada
sentirsi un po' animali, un po' primitivi
sentire che respiri, sentire che vivi
E convincere i tuoi ad andare in vacanza
spedirli un giorno al mare e farlo in ogni stanza
provare le ricette, collaudare la cucina
usare la Nutella, usare la farina
guardare il suo corpo, scoprirne la forma
sentire dei passi, è qualcuno che torna...
Fare sesso, succhiarne la polpa
e via la vergogna e i sensi di colpa
sdraiarsi sulla sabbia, rotolarsi nel fango
carezzarle le gambe, improvvisarsi in un tango
annusarle la pelle, scoprirne l'odore
passare dal sesso a fare l'amore....
E altro che l'America
altro che la musica
quando sei selvatica
altro che l'America
che l'America
E vivere una notte lunga una vita
avere il suo profumo ancora tra le dita
svegliarsi affamati e rifarlo per ore
passare dal sesso a fare l'amore....
E altro che l'America
altro che la musica
quando sei selvatica
altro che l'America
che l'America
Quando sei selvatica
altro che l'America
che l'America