Yeah, hold still muthafucka!! Hold still. muthafucka!!!!! Hehehe. . Stepped in the spot, Rydas set deep. Some faggot ass mothafucka wanna get his peep on.
Come on, bring it, come on, come on.... . Skrilla for rilla, money ain't a thang. Cables, links, ropes and chains. Skrilla for rilla, money ain't a thang.
Say, Sam. Why the silent phase. Have you gone away. Or lost yourself?. . Say, Sam. In your quiet haze. Have you gone away. To find yourself?. . Pray tell, whats in your mind.
Hello down there. Do you see me up here?. Floating in the sky. So, so high. . Here in the light. Above the tears that fill the night. The vision I see.
Here within these dungeon walls there is no light. The time has come for us to rise and stand and fight. Cast away your hope the King will see us through.
We are sisters, UGLY and PROUD. We feel the poo as it comes out. We don't care if it's green or yellow, as long as it smells poopy.. We know we can't compare ourselves with Mary Kate and Ashley in 'beauty', but we got a mean stink and we ain't afraid of being booed at, 'cause we'll scare everyone away with our keed, yeah, that's our creed..
He fought so strong for our race. We're finally back in our place. It took his life, my dear son, and now it's over the war is won. Our Race was saved because the lives that were sacrificed: those men that died....
Feeling like I'm in my zone. Oh yeah. Feeling like I'm in my zone. Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah Ah yeah!. . What's the business?. We're going off, no limit. "Wild for the night" no Skrillex.
Don't think I'm here just for it. You know I want your disease. You think I'm here just for it. That's what you said to me. Chorus 1: Lack of substance.
(Protonema). Sangged naita, Poli liba ga. Molas cibal ta, Teing nai go a.... Seluruh hati t'lah kudatangi. Tiada yang kucari. Sejuta jiwa t'lah kuselami.
(Micko). Saat kuterjaga. Oleh hangatnya mentari pagi. Lewati celah jendela kamar. Ku terduduk termangu. Sekian lama waktu. 'Ku berjalan mencari arti hidup.
Stray cats masquerading in chiaroscuro paintings.. There's a hole so deep in the pavement, I wonder how many layers are beneath it.. . Suddenly demons of antiquity illuminate the construction machines..
(Not to be gender-specific, of course!). My father told me "Son it's futile to resist. You can topple the ideology but not the armies they enlist." I questioned the intentions of the boy scouts chanting "WAR!" "Well, that's the sound of freedom, son", he said (free to say no more). But wait a minute "dad", did you actually say freedom? Well, if you're dumb enough to vote, you're fucking dumb enough to believe them. Because if this country is so goddamned free, then I can burn your fucking flag wherever I damn well please. I carried their anthem convinced it was mine. Rhymeless, unreasoned conjecture kept me in line. But then I stood back and wondered what the fuck they had done to me. Made accomplice to all that I promised I would never be. You carry their anthem, convinced that it's yours. Invitation to honour. Invitation to war. Bette Midler now assumes sainthood. Romanticize murder for morale. Tie a yellow ribbon 'round the old oak tree my friend and "Gee, Wally. That's swell!" Fuck the troops (Insert corny but relevant/ poignant catch phrase here)..
My father told me "son, it's futile to resist,. You can topple ideology but not the armies they enlist.". I questioned the intentions of the boy scouts chanting war..
Stand up and we are the tyrants messangers of satan we pledge you all raise your hands this is the solstice hail legions arise we'll raise the roof touch the skies. were praying for the wings of.
Don't tell me that you say you care. While you're fucking sacrificing nothing.. Don't even mention the word oppression. While you're driving daddy's jaguar..
HOOK. Yea Its all this swagger, Maybe its my swag(SWAG!) yeah its all this swagger, Maybe its my swag(SWAG!) yeah its all this swagger. Maybe its my swag(SWAG!) yeah its all this swagger.
Hanging around you, turned me upside down. You stole the clock when you left town. There's never any time worn. On the flower of a storm. . More inside children with outdoor names.