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Prostitute
(Willcox/Sidelnyc). Fingers cross my lips. Drawing pretty maps. With my bright red lipstick. Pictures of deviation. I read in the dictionary. That I'm a miscreation.
Pop Star
(Words Willcox/Music Lee,Glockler). walk. talk. bend and break. Stumble. Crumble. The world. car. Lost city of fire. Pyramids shake. Apartment blocks.
Packt
The doors blow open. "You've arrived. Now why do you kill. Bring diseases and plight?". I sigh. . Silence. Cold icy air. Black manic stare. . Wait. A reply.
Pull Myself Together
Pretty mess with a pretty voice. Humming in my ear. Drowning out the world's noise. Such a pretty one, such a mixed up one. . I once was lost then I was found.
Peace Come Over Yo
Bottled up. Felt the pain before but not this much. Oh my God, it's real.. How will I ever heal?. . Here are your new eyes. It's time to see a life with brand new sight.
Peace Come Over You
Bottled up. Felt the pain before but not this much. Oh my god, it's real. How will I ever heal?. . Here are your new eyes. It's time to see a life with brand new sight.
Please Wait For Me
Just down the road, some sixty miles away. There's smoke in the sky, she's going down in flames. . Please wait for me, please wait for me. Time will fly like a cannonball, my darlin' you will see.
Pickin' Up The Pieces
Well there's just a little bit of magic. In the country music we're singin'. So let's begin. We're bringin' you back down home where the folks are happy.
P.n.s. (when You Come Around)
I've got my head up on the ceiling. And I can't see myself lookin' down. At a heartthat has no feelin'. And I could not care when you come around. . I'm tryin' to find a way to tell you,.
Poetry In The Streets
(Necro). Uh. Peep the killer shit. Death murder rap shit. Bitch. Check it. . The press runs to tape-record the bloody mess. Documentation so the human race can study death.
Poetry In The Streets (remix)
(Necro). Poetry in the streets remix. brand new third verse. Necro and Ill Bill. . The press, runs the tape records the bloody mess. documentations of the human race, can study death.
Push It To The Limit
[Chorus 2X: Jamey Jasta]. Push it to the Limit, walk along the razor's edge. Don't look down, just keep your head up till you're finished. Up and up the limit, past the point of no return.
Put Bodies In The Water
The King of Greece. My shot is Deece. Puttin holes in your teeth. Swallow my meat. And I'll SPIT. Not rhymes but a treat. Its a Necro-creamsicle. My gonorrhea vehicle.
Poetry In The Streets - The Ill Billy Boys
(Necro). Uh. Peep the killer shit. Death murder rap shit. Bitch. Check it. The press, runs the tape records the bloody mess. Documentations of the human race, can study death.
Pieces
Pickin' up the pieces of my life. You know what I'm sayin'. . It's going from good to bad and bad to worse. And now I got you so mad it hurts. Here's some advice, check it.
Panorama
Should be clear with the fact. That we are not moving away. From the road that we beat the path for in '48.. That is to say we have our own way,. We always say what is right on this side.
Perspektive
(Perspektiven / Perspectives). [Spoken in English:]. Laibach takes over an organisational system of work, after the model of. industrial production and totalitarism, collective spirit, identification.
Put It Down - Cypress Hill
(chorus). Put the pipe down, put the put the pipe down, put the put the pipe down,. Put the pipe down!,. put cha bong down, put cha put cha bong down, put cha put cha bong down,.
Pumpkin Carver
Hey money got a big-ass head,. Folded like a, like a stop sign,. Fuck dawg, hey,. We gotta go get that motherfuckin ball a brains,. You know what I'm sayin? Fuck that!.
Pushin' Limits
We'll probably waste away and pay this price for livin. . Yeah i'ma waste away my life cause I really don't care. Jump every bump in my truck, all tires in the air.
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