, let there be light This ain't the glorified, just painting the street picture There's no God in sir Bibles, just blunt and switches Gillette's cut pain in kitchen
you gotta work the kinks out When you go to sleep, what do you think 'bout? If y'all get a divorce she gon' take everything except the kitchen sink out
Hanging 'round endlessly Dog eat dog, dead end street Dead end street Dead end street Brave new world I can't break you down I can see there is no ways
waiting... waiting, give us the reality of our hatred, give the earth nothing. Melting, goats dead on the green, dying lambs bleating by the wire... three last days
waiting...waiting Give us the reality of our hatred, give the earth nothing Melting, goats dead on the green, dying lambs bleating by the wire Three last days
fucking owe me money And if my company tries to play me for my ?ude? Then i get red and dead i'm leaving them dead I'm slapping the yamika's off they
best friend Tell me, is it something that I've done again? You look like, you've lost your best friend tell me" They say, "They never really miss you till you dead
hot glocks back in the days I used to roll down to crack spots now i watch niggaz cry right before they die niggaz be snitchin, you cookin keys in your kitchen
[Anybody Killa] How ya doin'? It's me again! Underneath the concrete Sewage of the underworld, where the fuckin' dead sleep Creepin' and crawlin' with
(Anybody Killa) How ya doin'? It's me again! Underneath the concrete Sewage of the underworld, where the fuckin' dead sleep Creepin' and crawlin' with
la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la la la la Seven days later I was chillin' in the herb gate But seven days
us 10% off. [Roxie Hart] Lord knows he ain't got the smarts [Martin Harrison] You told me he was the burglar? - You mean he was dead when you got home
am, and neither do I. Could you spare me some tears cause I forgot how to cry. Used to think I was unstable, but as I speak, I'm peaceful and neurotic twentyeight days
get the bonus I dedicate this to those who kept me focused To my brother Big E, yo rest in peace To the dead money makers, rest in peace To my little
I'm about 175 in dog years My block's so hot step outside and get sunburned Unless you talkin' business or money I'm unconcerned I live for now because my days
sublime. Dead Kitchen staff 2: We're missing something.. Dead Kitchen Staff 1: -Try some dust Mrs. Plum: I wish I had more time... Dead Kitchen staff
Behold the perfect life of Harry Witherspoon How I would envy me if I were you All the glamour all the fun and the endless days of sun And the endless
to write something that get shot with approximately the plot I first had in my head MYRON But you'll get rewritten even after you're dead. RICHARD