Pythagorean Fearem

I took a ride in a smoking car. I lost the keys and I dont need a spare. I feel around for another soul. I look around for a place to begin. . But ooh, I wont cut you out.

Part-time Love

I'm gonna find me, lord I've got to find me a part time love. I've got to find me, I've got to find me a part time love. The next time, the next time my baby leaves me.

Porgy And Bess, Opera: Act Iii, Scene 1: Summertime (reprise); Death Of Crown - John Demain

Summertime,. And the livin' is easy. Fish are jumpin'. And the cotton is high. Your daddy's rich. And your mamma's good lookin'. So hush little baby. Don't you cry.

People Like Us/glorious

Projected Living

Fly. Fly to me. On the wings of your mind. The wings of your mind. Open up your mind and spread your wings. . Free. From your ties. The ties that bind you to your work.

Put Your Head Out

I rip shit like a bow when I flow. When I score points with the joints that I throw. 'Cause I flow deadly I'm no punk see. I break backs, make tracks and get funky.

Put On Your Shit Kickers

Yea, check it out now everybody check it out now. Yo, I got the corn beef I got the moz. I got the shotty ay yo, I got the buck shot. Ay yo, I got the burgers I got the grill.

Punch Drunk

You know I rock microphones like they got back bones. And I'll roll on your show like some biscuit dough. Yeah you steady bitin' styles off the next man's flow.

Pass The Jinn

Cockni O'Dire. . Watch out, bust the style I be kickin'. I play the gig role and bite your head off like a chicken. I'm the lord of the rings like Bilbo Baggins.

Pulling Back The Skin

No, I don't want you back but I don't want you with him. No, I don't love you still I hate him so, though. . Guess, I'm off the hook if you're not my victim.

Pain Is Pain

Pain is pain, I'm sure you know. A mom's a mom wherever you go. I'm stuck in a place, I don't wanna be here. Stuck in a place, I don't wanna be here. Huh!.

Portrait

Portrait Of A Killer. The 1st suspect. The mind of Jeffrey Dalmer. entered the scene and caused drama. Born in Milwaukee in 1960. As a child, studied much chemistry.

Pigskinna 2

Dear Sgt Swine. Pass me a pork chop. Maybe a rookie cop. So I can let my night chop. Swing off another head. Of a little pig. Dance me a jig. And smoke me a cig.

Pig Skinnas

Four little pigs. Ima bout to peel ur cap. To mutch talkin shit. Got you shoved up in the back seet. The time? TIme to make a ham sandwich. Lil pig aint nothing but a punk ass snitch.

Pour Me Out

Un soir, tu trouveras des brouillons dans leur cachette. Pour voir, tu sortiras les disques de leur pochette. Notre histoire, tu la verras dfiler dans ta tte.

Pain

music/lyrics - D. Malejonek. I was sleeping for long long time. Now I know my eyes were blind. Yes it was so long long sleep. And that sleep was much too deep.

Putting The Past Right

I will say this. 9 out of 10 times when you trust yourself. the inevitable finds you back in the place. you've been begging to avoid. And when it all comes back to the identical conversations.

Pack Your Stuff

Hot Snow Storm - Pack Your Stuff. . A corner filled with darkness, bloody moon. Passing by the window, blurry shapes. A damp place, cold blankets, dust on the shelves.

Pretty Picture Of A Broken Face

Prepare Repair

A rising tide spent drowning in days lost to one heart's final lament.. Thrown off like grins known only to the dead.. Plastered behind scarlet eyes - Scarlet eyes!.