Fat Fuck

I want cheese but I can't digest the shit. I'm on a leave in the middle of washington. These are some of the things I can't eat. It's yogurt, milk, and cheese that makes me shit.

Familiar Realm

with the pressure on,intent is to run,. when you're feeling ineffective and dumb,. you bet it's true, the event is you,. . invaded by a swarm of confliction,.

Far Cry Behind

I am immortal. . Oh no you can't. But you will never know it. I drive the night category. . Satisfy myself. . Far. I'm far cry behind. Wondering thinking.

Forever

Forever you're my foundation. I know I can keep. Told I was good for nothing. Branded a cheat. . Now I know why you listen. I can help you anytime. Love is all it is.

Feeling Holy

Down deep I know where I want to be,. Long promised road,. And an island made out of me,. One drop can make you feel how I feel love,. Love can make a mighty meal on the hill..

Flower

Don't bring me flowers to my bed, i don't wish you to know. It's time to find myself again. As cold as houses on your street, as hollow as my own. I hope you wish them all away.

Feel Flows

Fly By Night

To the shining men, dirt men close. And whisper in my ear,. Words so sweet like summer wine. And heaven felt so near.. She said 'Love me now, but love me strong,.

Father Cannot Yell

Look at the place of mine behind the curb. Through the layers found in earthen drift, indeed that is you. And with you, mother screams 'I am mother'. Woman screams 'I am fertile' and the father can't yell.

Fire

Hands too burnt. Sitting on the side of the road. Ain't gotta an honest feeling in my bones. Felt like a fever. Came on like a stone. But what I felt, it can't be helped no more.

Fresh As A Sweet Sunday Morning

Like a high stepping pony strutting and prancing. Ah she's so full of life. Sparkling with tiny red roses. Let there be music to please her. Let it be sunbright to light up her day.

Fucked In The Game

Murder, murder, murder muthafuckas. Yeah, I'm short, but my boys cause ruckus. It's the nigga that's icey like a Popsicle. It's like the jail when it comes to clockin' every nickel.

Funky Chickens

Yeah nigga. Mothafuckin' East Bay Gangster. Back in your mothafuckin' face. Rollin in my mothafuckin' chicken coupe. Mothafuckin' black-on-black caddy.

Faces Of Death

Ay bwoy, ay, this is this is. . 187, the 187, the (chill man) 187. The 187, the 187, the 187 (187). The 187, the 187, the bloaw!. (jump up in the house man, chill man).

Fetty Chico & The Mack

Blaow Blam 187. Straight murder display from LA to the Bay. Westside, My nigga Spice 1 aka Fetty Chico. And I'll be Mack 10 aka Mack Manson. What up Spice.

Face Of A Desperate Man

Smellin' stale fresh out the county jail. Coppers gave me hell in a cell. But now its Mo' Murder to make mail. They thought my heart was playin' life at a different pitch.

Far From The Harbour Wall

A part of herself, she thought love was dying,. The game of opposites, a hateful lie.. She can't hang on at all, she's giving up the fight.. She's locked in a wall of ice,.

Fernet Tastes Good

I have been waiting night and day and didn't see the time. Oh I, waited half my life for you to come, oh I.. . But go if you want to go, I could kill you.

Framing Armageddon

Centuries pass step by step. Revelations coming threat. Sand of time dark intent. Devise creeds breeds discontent. Prophecy, stars collide. Born is he who turns the tide.

Frankenstein

A mastermind in the old watchtower. Prying eyes must never find.. Playing God in the final hour. Insanity, such a fine line. Overwhelmed by the mourning process.