your tantrums But I'm a naughty boy and I always have been What? And I ain't changing anytime soon I can't have you with me whenever I move Whatever I do, I
until I'm old and se-nile Killings have a brother in the p now, I'm a murderer To a lyrical burglar, I hit um' in the jugular I snuff ya, handcuff ya
C is for your cockwich that I squash beneath my shoe While I watch you wiggle, and I laugh at you (ha ha) D is for my dildo that you will learn to blow E is for your enema, I control the flow F is for my flogger, I
I feel uncomfortable when I'm laughed at in the streets, But I don't want to be one of them. I want to be an outsider, At the same time I'd like to come
But I just re-enact what my brain re-acts So I know I'm a pain in the ass, i'm not sorry, i was born like that, I'm a flee that won't go away like a fucknig
: I'm all out of love, I'm so lost without you I know you were right believing for so long I'm all out of love, what am I without you I can't be too late
A I'm an animal, and an angry academic activist, axe and assassinate the alphabet in an ambulance. ahki I'm aggy and I'm actually anti arrogant artists
to me) I?ll try, I?ll try, I?ll try Look, babes, you know who I am, But as crooked as I am, I?ll be as good as I can I can try and try, but we?ll settle
's burden And it weighs a ton I'm a family man Model citizen I'm a law-abiding man I'm a good Samaritan I pay my taxes when I can Model citizen
selves. Of course I feel uncomfortable when I'm laughed at in the streets, But I don't want to be one of them. I want to be an outsider, At the same
Aight We need the cartoons and the cars and the candy bars Hmm? Let's try to get some dishes out Alright Seven-thirty P.M. I'm G-ing I turned on the
A I'm an animal, and an angry academic activist, axe and assassinate the alphabet in an ambulance. Ahki I'm aggy and I'm actually anti arrogant artists
grave one foot in the gutter One foot on the camera lens one foot on the shutter I'm trying to stop time so I can breathe, man I'm grindin Play record
!) [Chorus x2: P. Dot (RZA)] So many times I had sneak up on them quicker With my finger on the trigger, like Like I'm pulling out my sword This is combat
I'm tired of the pain) [Verse 2:] I'm seeking the father in this wicked land, man I'm a believer so I stick to praying But when I wanna go outside Momma
Översättning: Level 42. God man i en storm M King P Gould.
Firecrackers! M-80s! Four mailboxes this week! I hate my mailbox! Shaving cream! KY Jelly! Spaghetti! My torment never ends! I hate my mailbox! ...I should
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