in a moonless night I suck your blood and eat your entrails Feasting on your lifeless corpse I gnaw the meat off the god damn bones Though it may
Suck the chicken bone, from the bottom to the top of it We don't want the day to end, knowin' we gon' play again And again, and again, and again (Come
the corner to cave the box in This time I sawed in my breath and rhymed circles of sin See, if I don't reanimate the meat-grinder's brain In the A-Wing
ya style's old Allah just rolled, attack His skull wit a plan less bone Hit a King with a Check that caused directly damage ya disco tech Shoulda' Protect ya Neck And
will hear and increase learnings And a man of understanding will obtain wise council To understand a proverb individually The words of the wise and the
the east side of town In some skyscraper They had video tapes of her And some porn star fling, her and the next door neighbor And the killer with the
't never scared (Westside) Who am I? Bone Crusher, motherfucker AttenCHUN! Where my soldiers motherfucker? I guess the fight is on, me and you nigga And you, wha? And you, wha? And
, on and on and on and on (Come on bay-bay) I jus' wanna rock you (All night long) All night long (All night long) All (On and on and on and on) Hah,
count my funds, I got guns that cripple sons What's the use of heat, wit no dough to flee the streets caught a trace of no chaser and your dead meat
Cool J (girl)] One-two, and pump it up, and one-two (ah back it up) One-two, and pump it up, and one-two (ah back it up) One-two, and pump it up, and
bitch Cause I'm runnin' with a meat cleaver (Chorus) Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo! And if you missed it the name is Twiztid Runnin with a meat cleaver
meat sucked And if you're lying y'all just touch and front I see you discriminate on asshole and pussy's the same I fuck the gangsta bitches, preppy hoes, and
meat cleaver, Yo! Shaggs and J, Insane Clown Posse. Runnin with a meat cleaver, Yo! Pyschopathic! [Myzery] From the NY come Myzery the red eye and raging Minority and
Is the best that you can eat Don't talk about my baby She's slender but she's sweet And it's closest to the bone And sweeter is the meat
Triple 6, Mafia niggas rollin' gotta shake and break The motherfuckin' laws take care of our business and pick up some freaks, get 'em high and get out
Won't take me home, I'm sweetness to the bone I'm silken and discreet, amiable and cheap Meat for you to pound, to beat and smack around Holes for you
house We Slaughter hoes Tell your girl to wipe her mouth Drop my drawls dick Hanging with my feet out Watch your daughter dog Put her on the meat rack
meat on granite so what ya wanna do I mean sure we can screw but what ya think about this You me vaseline my dick and yo tits And don't get me shit ya