Jimmy Got Nothing made himself a name With a gun that he polished for a rainy day A smile and a quote from a vigilante movie Our boy Jimmy just blew them
3000 baby, raunchy, raunchy Good riddance, to niggas and bitches bullshittin' I house MC's like baths and full kitchens, ready or not Doc,hood lynchin
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Ahey! Ahey! You tied the knot, a legend is what you bought I give you cold water and you swear it was wine You bought time If you can fool yourself then
Far Away: [Verse 1] And it will stop a day that lasts forever Just as the sun sets It will rise at dawn for ever after And I'm sorry if it aint that
Third world squalor Inhuman conditions Death stalks the have nots Through deprivation Open sewers, polluted water Monoxide consumes the air Crowded into
Boca que arrastra mi boca. Boca que me has arrastrado: boca que vienes de lejos a iluminarme de rayos. Alba que das a mis noches un resplandor rojo y
Come on, come on, come on, come on I am overground and outselling it, since God thinks I don't exist The beatings happen per minute This is not blue
There's no car that I can't break But there's no bus that I can take So I'm walking, always walking Can't afford to put you into the shop You're never
Wash your dirty mouth Your dirty mouth Watch your little mouth Wash your dirty mouth Your dirty mouth Watch your little mouth I don't wanna wait anymore
I feel like I've been blown apart. There are pieces here I don't know where they go, I don't know where they go Kiss me on my salty lips I bet you
(Lyrics & Music: G. Thorpe, C. Albert) You got the power with that tongue To break a man down bring him up again All that you got is not enough To satisfy
Violently I grudge fuck your mouth Broken jaws allow you to deep throat Bleeding your teeth smashed in Physically and orally tortured Pleasure me anally
Hard times, got hard times, hard times Got blues, got blues, you got, you got, got, got, got, got, got, got, got Yeah! blues! You got "my boss, man
My stupid mouth Has got me in trouble I said too much again To a date over dinner yesterday And I could see She was offended She said, "Well anyway"
You so nasty Ooh you sexy Walking past me But girl you got a dirty mouth Dirty mouth Dir-dir-dir-dir dirty mouth Dirty mouth Dirty mouth Dir-dir-dir-dir
I must confess that nothings changed for now. While knives that line sweet conversations still find a way, into our beds while we sleep. Can't you see
Fused duodenum to esophagus Inert maze of digestive tract Visceral/abdominal U-turn Diarrhea of the mouth Broken capillaries and tissue Combined with