Flotsam & Jetsam Lyrics
Flotsam & Jetsam Lyrics
"Forkboy Lyrics"
Raping A Slave Lyrics
Why Be Ashamed Of Hatred There's Nothing Wrong With Burning I Work Hard For Everything I Own Everything I Own Chokes Me When I Sleep Why Be Ashamed Of Burning
Why Be Ashamed Of Hatred There's Nothing Wrong With Burning I Work Hard For Everything I Own Everything I Own Chokes Me When I Sleep Why Be Ashamed Of Burning
[Originally recorded by Lard]
A fork is a cold shiny tool
To pierce, tear and ingest
Whoever has the fork in hand
Controls the meal of its choice
We're told the first few punctures
They're for our own good
Better carved up in pieces
Than blown up in the oven
Agh! Agh! Agh!
Forkboy
Flies by night on stol
Doin' Time in the Cypha Lyrics
*Bunch of emcees talkin about a cypha* {Verse 1} I put roots on emcees who try to fade these, lyrics kid please, i got the microphone disease and i don't joke
en fuel*Bunch of emcees talkin about a cypha* {Verse 1} I put roots on emcees who try to fade these, lyrics kid please, i got the microphone disease and i don't joke
To Santa Rosa, CA
Opens a fake employment office
"Want a job? Go get me drugs"
People desperate for work
Return to quite a surprise
Busted for intent to sell
Cops pay him a bounty
Forkboy skips town
Agh! Agh! Agh! Agh!
We came
We peed
We conquered
You bleed
The choice:
Fork
FINGER POPPIN' Lyrics
(Turner) I used to jump when you called And I would cry when you leave I had to plan every move Just to keep you pleased But I don't care no more Abo
oy(Turner) I used to jump when you called And I would cry when you leave I had to plan every move Just to keep you pleased But I don't care no more Abo
Or Finger Food
Ugly joy
What does it replace?
Why wait
When you can eat yourself alive today
Junk bondage takeover glutton
Ready to bore in
Unfold his rotary blades inside
Pull the guts out and resell them
Buys out his next target
With the last one's pension funds
Thousands more thrown out of work
So L
Invisible Shield Lyrics
Must be more to this than I'm seeing now Or is it my eyes can't tell why or how Not exactly clear something isn't right Fell down on my head Changin
ona won't have to settle for a mintMust be more to this than I'm seeing now Or is it my eyes can't tell why or how Not exactly clear something isn't right Fell down on my head Changin
Forkboy
Picked by the FBI
To be the black pied piper
After Dr. King died
Watches soap operas on TV
While 6 billion's disappears from HUD
Who are you working for
What did you hope to gain
Why do you hate your past
So much you destroy the ones you love
Forkboy!