Look, my girl ain't got snobby, stuntin' like her Daddy. Vroom on her Yamaha, she ride me like a Kawasaki. I call her little butter, sometimes I call her shorty.
[Verse 1]. Im from a place where them niggas dont talk a lot. License suspended so we walk a lot Always been a thug since i was a young cat. Breast fed by Godzilla mix my Similac with cognac whoa.
Oh smoke, sweet smoke around. the sky turns black covering eye of sun. riding the demon of wrath. I bring the fire. I am revenge. the heart of the storm.
The beast box. The beast box. . Elvis Presley's body perfectly preserved. . There's a lot of stories going around. I don't think it's right. Are the neighbors really thinking.
This the last hour of the carnival. I dance, I dance though it hurts. Hangman's rope suits well. Every gentleman. Madam, you look charming. In the necklace of blood.
Only the old ones remember. the night of the holy rain. the Earth flowed with milk. flowed with blood-red wine. flowed with the nectar of bees. . Only the old ones remember.
deserted... forsaken... abandoned.... . where is the promised land?. where is the eden you told me about?. where emotions that once seized my heart?. where are your warm, helpful hands?.
(McNeal/Jay G/Papalexis/Larossi/Benn/Yacoub/Swing). . I'm talking about the badlands. Ain't nothing but a sadland. I don't blame it on the city. But the badlands put its mark on you.
My outstretched arms for you. My outstretched heart bleeds for you. A cry rang out, "Crucify the Lord". and a cry saved my life, "It is finished". This is Jesus Christ who came to die for you.
I missed the way you were yesterday. Backed away from this call. Watching your eyes deeply widen. Impressed with you, impress with me. . Perish the thoughts of last words.
I got the bad news this morning. I think I'm gonna have to leave right away. Oh Lord, I think I'm gonna have to leave right away. . You know I hope and I pray.
Saw you by the avenue, selling ends and means. Full of incidents and schemes. When you lied and when you lagged. You were such a drag but I loved you like a friend.
Hey if you are my fallen star. I'm afraid that will go to far. ? ? cross and loss? ? ? is in my thing sweet thing. Can we just slow down. . Chorus:. ? ? ? can read your mind.
Blutbaum der Toten. Ein Windspiel aus Knochen. Einsame Klaenge sonderbar. Monoton und bezaubernd gar. Dem Winter ein ewig' Lied. Der Stille trostlose Stimme.
From my pain's denial,. mourning whispers come to life.. Hell, crawling up to stigmatize my soul again in this aureole,. above the waving cold.. . The shining, strong and gruesome destined to witness,.
Beholder in sorrow,. sealed in blood and thorns.. Silent steps on haunted ground.. . Dread still breathes sharp,. like soaring whispers.. Breathing in sorrow, here,.
I like your face. I like your eyes. I love your skin. I love your thighs. I love your teeth. I love your ears. I like your feet. I think their neat. .
Brickface and Stucco met on the corner. Of 48th st. and 3rd Boulevard. Brickface in a white t-shirt. Stucco wore a skin tight skirt. They'd go to the Village on saturdays.
Oh Jesus loves you. get on your knees and pray. you'll die and go to heaven. but here in hell we'll stay. our Bible is our music, and tha guitar is our Lord.