Your mouth controls. Chewing food with saliva. Moisten food changing. Starch to a sugar, now. Your throat makes food go down. Pharynx, gullet. Esophagus.
(intro)uh yeah,dem no want make i chop dzeko where u dey. free me now. uh ,uh,uh,uh,uh,uh,uh. (chorus)see as dem no want make i chop,as dem no want make i chop,make i chop,make dem chop but dem no go shit(*2).
[mr. pookie]. Well it's like this, i'ma keep it faint, I mean swift. Got ak 's cocked and aimin and sprayin, 4 you ready to trip. Keep it on yo hip if you ain't steady boy we ready to spray.
[mr. pookie]. Destiny, now can you tell me wha's tha meanin. Where I'm goin in this life,its so trife,i get to skeemin and dreamin. Is thea a way I can make my route pay.
Fading moon is blocking the sun. Little shadows out on the run. . Tell him there is nothing to find. But stone. . Don't run. Cut it open. Sever it soft and slowly.
Yea I want to dedicated this one to my mother. Miss you rested in peace forever in my heart. . Dedication going on, to my mom one only. Mother when you held me, I fell kind of lonely.
[Mr. Lil One]. Jack 'The Ripper', strippin mothaf**kas for their egos. Peace to all the bald heads, mobbn in their regals. Need no mothaf**ka to be tellin me I'm sick!.
[Mr. Lil One]. *Talkin*. Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah. Lil One, GHP, Traveiso. CLMT, hehe you know this. *Rappin*. Try to take me for mine, but I'ma take you for yours.
na na na na na na na na,. na na na na na na na na yeah. . verse1:. she's got the touch i love so much,. But now I'm disappointed. . under her spell she had me crushed i sworn I was.
All but the truth - forget. And from this union cup. We will drink wine tonight. Qiyamat qiyamat a tawil. Qiyamat qiyamat insan al kamel. Pride of the peacock angel.
Ideas from the bottom of the ocean. Refracted by the different densities. Mr. Fisherman don't catch a full load. He just keeps floating on the surface endlessly.
(Death-watch). . Upright at a pinch 'cause of noose-sustain (death-trap). My smiling ain't pleasure only swallowing pain. . A coin-operated copywriter's down on me.
(Jian on lead). Color balloons, an appreciative handshake,. if that counts as severance then don't waste your breath.. We gave our times to a company planning our death..
(Mike). Your mother made you cry when she told you about the womb. And how people die. Watching over you when you were young. Smiling when you learned to crawl.
Down the line, comin' down the line a V6 Merc in blue. Without the sparks or distributer caps, I'll slap them on as it rides through. 8 to 4 on the assembly floor watchin' V6 Mercs slide through.
Verse 1. If love is a battle. I'm a deserter. (oh oh oh-oh, eh eh eh-eh). Always On the run. Like going in circles. (oh oh oh-oh, eh eh eh-eh). . Pre- chorus.
De vete fan. Sa prästen till församlingen. Ja, Det har gått för länge nu. Nu vill jag fanimej veta sanningen. Angående min arbetsgivare, herre gud. För ingen änglakör har nånsin lyssnat till min bön.
Sitting in a blue room, staring at the wall. Trying to get into anything at all. Cigarettes taste funny as I sink into my bed. Dreams of milk and honey are running through my head.