my soul was lifeless, I earned stripes fightin the nicest in the crisis I slice em in half and make em dash like hyphens, invitin any rapper to Clash
my ladder, one love to the gathering of laughter bats that hung from my rafters see the jackal met the badger, they were both such fucking bad asses that clashing
cant scare me, rap with no legs, so niggaz cant stand me, i got more jewels then Stanley, your peppermint patty flows, nothing but candy, ya'll sweet
I'm always thurr Bitch ass niggaz ain't stopping us, always got my glock to bust Sniper scope through your throat, pop go show we stopping guts Like Ron Artest I'm throwing heads, candy
amis parfois deviennent nos ennemis (nos ennemis), Pourtant on veut vivre en paix comme Gandhi et chaque soir pouvoir soulever une nouvelle candy Mais
a father? Not only made us, but I can thrive on his shit. Goring my manhood turns a man off. Like Pepe LePew would say, Hey, hey, hey! -- then we clash
father? Not only made us, but I can thrive on his shit. Goring my manhood turns a man off. Like Pepe LePew would say, Hey, hey, hey! -- then we clash
ll rent a ferris wheel and cotton candy machine and have open bar with all the Pabst that you can drink the PA blasting my Clash records. You'll finally
called Blue Death Just one of ten, ten bands that are playing down here at Gutfest this year I think some of the other bands playing will be The Who, The Clash
'm always thurr Bitch ass niggaz ain't stopping us, always got my glock to bust Sniper scope through your throat, pop go show we stopping guts Like Ron Artest I'm throwing heads, candy
) We drank so much Patrone, I had to turn down the Goose (Goose) I'm from another land (Hey) Highly in demand, though (Hey) Louisville Slugger (Hey), real candy
is free followed by Ghost {"one"} Dug behind monument cakes, we never half-baked Alaskan, cess-capade, pushin new court dates {"one"} Trauma, hands is like candy