How to make a homemade mummy:. Get a corpse, get gauze, get comfy. Shampoo and disinfect dead fluffy. For the hallowed excavation of his x-marked tummy.
Verse One:. . And the saints come marching in. Serpentine regime ordered by response sort of fell this population. Caboose humming no fence me in a van with common patriots.
Ian why don't you say grace. "dear god thanks, and if you loved me vegetables would be extinct". Now I'm looking down the barrel of a string-bean side like an exodus of biblical proportion redefined.
GUN FOR THE. WHOLE FAMILY. - a.r. - before shooting troops was cooler than hula hoops high noon was. your basic whoʼs who of brutal truth, hot summer gun or box-cutter slow.
Greasy Grimy Gopher Guts; Poolside; 0 for 1 and don't forget spoons twice. Lukewarm folgers; mold on his moonpie. Rooms in his home that dissipate into fruit flies.
I see how y'all be trying to front, man y'all be fronting, man. . Related. . Naughty & Nice Christmas Songs. . Watch Cardi B Joins James Corden For Carpool Karaoke.
- breeze brewin - a yo I send this to all of my corporate. corpses tryna abort the thoughts of coming out wildnʼ,. dumbinʼ out time to off the office, i was surely sorta.
The ritual goes, same window different visual.. . Wing of wax, or wing of gold leaf. Choose one. Float or plummet 20 thousand cold legues. My nourishment's provided in the summer.
you ain't shit man. your story's a joke. you should package it with a last smoke and six feet of rope. . stay awake little misfit,. her lips wet a very particular mischief,.
Let me put you up on Bob's donuts. Controller of the warm deep fryer that charms cobras. Mostly it was aggravated ulcers over goat's legs. Will they go for maple, custard, buttermilk or wolfs bane?.
It goes welcome the pop off, some pop soft.. We bang b-bang b-bang bang out loud.. Ready on the left with a face full of death.. We slanged out fang mouth bang out now..
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Take-take the medicine, tastes great. Got 'ta keep in the city, Iʼm way baked. Way before the media shitting or 12 zip of ganked paint. The origin of a thievery leader will take place.
'We'll have more news after this commercial word'. . (So it goes...). . 'At least I think I was here asleep.... Is it possible, conceiveable that I sleepwalked out of my.
Checkmate sucka, not a move, game's over!. . Who's that walking with a hole in his head?. Big bad Bazooka Tooth, I came to break bread. What's a troop's recipe for treacherous times?.
Shooken to Casper. Illustrate beautiful disaster. Flight of the mothership lift to badger the male-factor. Marionette vs. the threat of wire cutter function. Stereotypical grinch bashing your pumpkins. Plug. Try to count up your warrior hatchling batch before gestation segment ended and head a platoon of embryonic remnants to the game board. Release Japanese beetle swarm to counter the spread of bitch crops, demolish the harvest and herd colony out immediate. One massive attack. Hunted, confronted and gutted. Most pungent component cloned in outrageous bunches. From the grimacing faces to the knots in my shoelaces, I'm a show you all the phases of a fuck up. Plucking the petals but every rose had its thorn. Consider that first warning, second will be good times, laughs and epitaphs. As a matter of basic principle next I set my boat a sail. I won't always be there for your tugging on my coat tails. Family stuck. Voyage of the S.S. Martyr. Who you think put that unseen iceberg in the water? Manufacture flotsam and jetsam from out your charter. We got the once pushovers pushing back a little harder now, blink. I think I can. I got grips. Muckraker major spin circles 'round sunken ships. Walk an invisible city of lost clans and he's jealous cuz my silhouette had more dimensions than his game plans..
blaze with a face melter, go fish,. pigeon itchin for a pit to put the pig in,. scalped bottom feeder, nose bleeder, cheap seats,. to the meat eater sweeps sweet weak freaks,.
I take it Easy. . [Verse 1]. Upside down, I pick wigs for beetles. Pry 'em out and pin 'em to the polar of the see-saw. Sofa cobra shimmy out crater. Cradle my weight in double wishbone suspension.
On a sunny afternoon in lower east side New York.... . You about ready? (Yeah). Good morning my sweet vision of morbid disorder. And Good evening wonderful riddance and such.
this is not your ordinary ballad. with a perfect little bow around the middle. and a black man on a white horse. or a white man on a black horse. it's got all these tired parts where.