conflicts of world wars But behold the marriage supper of the lamb and the bridegroom onto his bride Then shall the earth's children know the true expression of ONE LOVE Then mother
3rd Flow sick Put a straight jacket on my words So sick they think that somethings in the herb They think I'm gone But I'm fine like a woman's curves
the windows of our house left open. Letting the cool ocean air soothe the sunburned shoulders of our children. There is an Ocean in my soul where the waters do not curve
got (Never again in your mother fucking life) Ja quit playing now get off your not Tupac (Gonna shoot the shit outa you little fucking midgits, Hailie will whip your mother
, pursue a Cyclops They trade in they high tops for nice sized Withe rocks (Excuse me) Words in my right, that pass my left ear Your style is ass-out
herb the shit that have your sight in a blur Make you swerve to the curve, cause your eyes are blurry Easy 12 on the right you bust a left in a hurry [
Kid Rock I got the sex rhymes Kid Rock I got the sex rhymes Kid Rock I got the sex rhymes All world class Kid Rock Mother fucker yo I ain't no fag
patrol cars in the bushes and they were waiting for just the right time they turned the lights on in the curve and the Plymouth started swerving left
work, boo boo boo booty work, go ahead, go ahead, now let me see the booty work, booty work, booty work, boo booty work. left chick, right chick, left
