at the top You shit-head slimy want it alls You bind the baby as it crawls And crush its head, the soft new scull Burst its brain and keep it dull. You
fingernail But don't let me die still wondering What it was I left behind From God's golden plate begrudgers they eat 'Till their belly's burst ignorance
fingernail But don't let me die still wondering What it was I left behind? From God's golden plate begrudgers they eat 'Till their belly's burst ignorance
to hurt something Whatchu know about two hands three guns pop out Them city boys that be movin' 'caine down south I clap for dollars and scrap about
[Music: Bart, Lyrics: Sven/Leon Del Muerte] Stain-less steel doors burst open A gurney wheeling a flatulent cadaver Abbreviated salutations muted by
"We now present to you...music" *cut up* "Music to make you stutter" [Aesop Rock] I've been a biplane dog fighter Henson invention Trooper burst result
writhing and reeling and two-bit reportage, for sick with the body and sinister holy, the drown burst blue babies now dead on the seashore, the
hurt something [Littles] Whatchu know about two hands three guns pop out Them city boys that be movin' 'caine down south I clap for dollars and scrap
and hates you on a dare And when this once at least gilded cage has been Tie the belt a notch tighter around anxious hearts set to burst What have you
what I'm about to do Ninety-six tracks mixed down to two I stepped out the booth, called up Snoop Like toucan, Dre got colorful loops [Snoop Dogg] We can shoot, we can scrap
, impulse of man Hits his girl, she swirls across the floor And as she falls, bites out his tongue Black strips on the birch Man's eyes bulge ans burst
, I'ma get in you You watch Ms. America, I fucked Ms. Virginia I'm known to burst, skip go to church Got the block hotter than your girlfriend penurch I'ma scrape
, he couldn't pick it up Pass the mic, let him try to get paid He hit the stage, it went off like a hand grenade Now scrape him off the floor and off
like this, she'll be banned from the mall Now let's set fire to the ticks It's as easy as flicking your Bic The tick-titted wonder is bursting with
Gonna scrape the trouble off my boots! As they were dancing in the evening And the light shone through the trees This girl my eye was following Asked
heard her first feeble movements in the hollow coffin - said I not that my senses were acute? I heard the scraping, the scraping of her
s get together, let's get together Let's get together and raise Let's get together, let's get together Let's get together and raise South Africa, what does it mean? To burst
Haven't we come a long way From newly-weds in our bed-sitter flat? We skimped and scraped every penny For a down payment on our semi-detached. New towns