Where the ladies at?. Clark world baby. Uh, uh. . Its the R baby, its the God baby. Its the R baby, its the God baby. Its the R baby, its the God baby.
I see you walk along the light of day,. Where you gonna run to when that light it fades?. Would you take a fall.... a fall for pride. If you could scale these walls to see the other side?.
Raised Fist belong to the beat. Our sound from open windows to the street. This beat always on repeat from d-takt to a fucking blastbeat. . Now let me contemplate when I dedicate this song.
Sometimes I lie awake, And think about the day. I watch you all walk around with,. Your eyes half open. I smoke one more cigarrette and, start it all over.
All he wanted was a simple life he said. I can never be anything you wanted. I can never be anything you needed. All she wanted was a simple life she said.
Been thinkin' 'bout changing my Facebook status. Wonder how that'll make people look at us. All the assumptions they'd arrive at. Pretty soon nothing we did would remain private.
It's my destiny. my release from this fuckin' world. No humans... no memories from this chastetic world. Death is my vision. I'm dying... I can feel my death vision.
Type by Phil Smith. Source http://www.ragingspeedhorn.co.uk. . Twenty pints today. And we're on the way. It's in his curse. He's the voodoo man. . I only drank it.
You can ask for sitting in a pew under that pottery painted glass. Search for it in shadows hidden deep in your checkered past. Ill feel sometimes like youre looking for a ghost.
When I was just a boy my granddaddy. Took me to town one afternoon. He drove an LTD, wore a big white Stetson. And two tone cowboy boots. . He said, "Son here it goes, and he handed me a twenty.
Method Man:. Yo, yo, yo, yo. Fuck you. . Chorus: 2x. What you wanna be when you grow up. You wanna be thugs. You wanna be pranksters. You wanna sell drugs.
Friday nigga. What's the word?. You got something for me. I'ma see you in 2 seconds. Right, yo pull my Rover on the side. Right there man police coming man.
Turn me up (feel me like) let me get a feeling of who love me. And who I love (that's what it's all about though). You understand?. First you got to know how to move (the forecast calls for...).
We are all gathered here on the verge of thankless years,. to find out why we're lost.. And I don't think It's wrong if you find out where you belong.
Hello Boys and Girls this is Allastaire COokie. Welcome to Monsterpiece Theatre. babababa bababababababababababababababab. Wanna hear a little story? About the war and the glory.
School's not working today.. Failing in every way.. My girlfriend's not here with me,. the principal just sent me to the office today,. and now I'm gonna run away..
I feel, I feel my spirit in the jungle,. Creepin, scratchin' underneath the shadows.. But I know, I know I'm just a crooked old man,. Chasin' the spirit of a shadow that I once cast..
I could travel to NY City. Dress in black and slump around the Village. Pierce my flesh with jewels and needles. Turn my black hair white or whatever.
The vague silhouette rising. In the misty cradle of my dreams. I hail you, dark goddess of light. Embodiment of my hopes, princess of the night. . Don't dissolve in the silver of stars.