Certain things I love. Spend my time. I guess I'll have to unhook those hooks. This woman literally. Felt she had a hook in her head. Rip it up Live it down.
I saw it all from the back of the room.. He broke the handle off the head of a broom.. He was the bride and she was the groom.. Over their heads the devil started to swoon..
My best friend knows this old guy who. Who keeps a picture in his shoe. He takes it out after a spell. Says, "See". . Shouldnt stare that way so long, baby.
My best friend knows this old guy who. Who keeps a picture in his shoe. He takes it out after a spell. Says - s e e. Shouldn't stare that way so long baby....
Him dancing, him dancing. Him rolling on the ground. Him moaning, "I cant help myself". . You be the cooker, I cant see no difference in me. You be the driver, I cant see no difference in me.
Kick their heads and they roll off. [...]. 'Cause you're no baby. And you're no honey. And you're no midnight brawl. And you're no naked sprawl. And I can't take you there.
Fireflies, in his eyes. You could wonder too. Heel toe, heel toe. . Catwalk in his future memories. You could wonder too. Heel toe, heel toe. . Rain sings to kings.
Strange time to be hazing me. Breaking me, shaking me, awake now. Strange time to be hazing me. Breaking me, shaking me, awake now. I'm up now. . You're crazy, you're hazing me.
I could be a smack freak and hate society. I could hate God and blame Dad. I might be in a Holocaust, hate Hitler. . Might not have a child and hate school.
That handsome woman. Cried barrels for you. Stick her in, you don't. "Catch all this," he said. "Hold on to the floor. I don't love you any more. I don't love you any more".
Sleep, the great dream killer. And leave them great. Ass-kisser on TV. To wake up all of me. An underwater makeup. The service, of what you dont see. Oh-ohh.
I can't just look away. 'Cuz the hate is burned into my mind.. I can't feel anything. 'Cus the hate has left me dead inside. There's a fine fucking line.
Crucify me for a lie. While You cut another line to breathe. Holy roller, poster child for fear and insecurity. . Well, nothing is holy and nothing is sacred.
Truth. You wrap your words around it. Strength. Born in each one of us but somehow you never found it. Hate. Its too late to erase and now hates all i have for the weak.
She checks her pulse, gotta know if her heart's still beating. And the hospital's, not far if anything should happen here. . She's bored in a week, big dreams but nothing material.
(BIG PATS WORKER). . Shit was goin down cool until some motherfuckers in masks start jumpin out and. shit. . (BIG PAT). . how many was it ..how many was it.
(Juicy J) A I got some hoes from tha ATL you need to roll wit me mane they going. (DJ Paul) Man I can't even do nothing I going to England in the morning damn.
I'm sick and tried of coward bitches taking advantage of me. I told these hoes that I can't go I grip my crown three-eighty. I keep my distance from these bitches cause they are with that shit.
(Chorus)x2. I bet you won't. Hit a motherfucker hit a motherfucker (Bitch). Hit a motherfucker hit a motherfucker. I bet you won't. Push a motherfucker push a motherfucker (Hoe).
I bet you won't hit a motherfucker, hit a motherfucker. (Bitch). Hit a motherfucker, hit a motherfucker. I bet you won't push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker.