see that flesh is weak But it taste so good, they want the recipe The king catch the queen, don't mess with me Kssh, yo, my niggas never grow up, drink
with a sharpened hook I'll gut you like a fish Fermentor will anatomize Against your every wish Your face we'll burn right off your skull It's my only
and wet I tear chunks from the pussy Red and wet mangled unborn baby Eat the meat dripping from filthy... Cumstained, blood-soaked, rotten cunt Infant skull
for me, the keeper of the keys to the seven golden gates the flames of hell preserved me for my life beyond the grave i drink the vomit of the priest
Theres no helper here, you felt of it L be servin niggas like Mr. Belvadere I twist an L, sip a beer here and there Drink some liquor then pick a stripper
For a drink and a parade. We'll dance until the morning light, this town should be afraid. What A lovely, lovely night For a drink and a parade. We'
waiting for them White-armed maidens named The choosers of the slain Will take them to the Reign They fill the Heroes horns Someone looks like a skull The drink
up Born to be Wild they got it all and a strong cold wind goes through theyr hair When you get high you get high on speed whiskey in your hand it's your usual drink
at the dirt, if i had balls i'd flirt with y'all in study hall, do the geek talk till your eyes roll back into your skull, but i'm a freek, spelled f
, i'm hella teh lame, a chemical craze some find hard to face. A rhymer for days, rhyme 'cause it pays. Eat Frito-Lays whenever I'm blazed. My skull
Reeboks and Decaturs, now You up to par and ready fo yo lesson I got an ounce of dank and a couple of drinks so let's crank up a session Like Tri-City
it, Beat it, beat it through ya skull In the back of shit alley. Get ready for me to Grab your drink and Show you my grand finale. Been accused
good luck is always keeping minutes we gotta stay in play, so don't run out of tokens. plus the machine needs warm bodies. plug the pipes if you still got skulls
this heres my life the only one i got wanna spend my time usin up my spot i learned to rap off the back of a cornflake pack and i was reared drinking
each link of coiled ore Speaks to his white skinned wife, she answers not He hurls his question angry to the gulls His wife strikes her mouth with a skull
Because I'm scamming on a girl Who looks like a guy Just give me another drink It'll make my day, and give me satisfaction I said, just give me another drink
he looks he sees red, redder than the fathers of the fatherland shed, he's sick and he's fed up to here...and all he wants to do is drink German beer