South Park Mexican Lyrics
South Park Mexican Lyrics
"Meet Your Fate Lyrics"
Here We Are Lyrics
It's In The Air Tonight In The Feeling In The Sound It's Not Seeing Straight And Not Getting Down It's All Of Us Against Them Dear Friends Till The End Fighting On For More Than A Mile Throught Plastic Shit And The Smiles Here We Are Alone All Of Us With No Control For What'
It's In The Air Tonight In The Feeling In The Sound It's Not Seeing Straight And Not Getting Down It's All Of Us Against Them Dear Friends Till The End Fighting On For More Than A Mile Throught Plastic Shit And The Smiles Here We Are Alone All Of Us With No Control For What'
[Verse 1]Pimpstress
My click picks your pockets,
splits tha profits,
choose the targets,
and take out the garbage,
Fill tha cartridge,
more lead than Zepplin,
tryin not to step in the blood I left em' in.
Wrestlin with withdrawls got me sippin purple medicine,
Dead rpesidents movin up like Jeffersons.
Lets begin, it began, so begun
The story of one who went from girl to woman.
From crums to slums, to laced in diamonds.
Son by guns that sound like drums.
Its no ones fault his life came to a hault, should I open up the vault like I
opened up my sliss more.
But instead h chose
What Color Is Blue? Lyrics
keep it all a little softer save it all up for them it's a virus of the simple it's a virus of the simple sounding nature to keep you from show me the world that's in your eyes put it all together save it all up for them be soft for nothing lasting simple pulls it so much faster
to be another skeleton, I popped his head and his brain keep it all a little softer save it all up for them it's a virus of the simple it's a virus of the simple sounding nature to keep you from show me the world that's in your eyes put it all together save it all up for them be soft for nothing lasting simple pulls it so much faster
looked like gelatin.
A defenition of a cursed individual, original, you caint see the invisible.
(Hook)
1-2 Better call yo crews
3-4 Need to lock yo doors
5-6 Better loaad yo clips
7-8 Time to meet yo fate
[Verse 2]Pimpstress
Some of yall niggas aint wit this,
Well then get tha fuck on bout yo business.
Cuz my kind dont take kinds who doze,
who act like hoes while I sip Irish Rose,
And smoke some of the worst weed youd ever tasted,
Fuck it blaze it lets all get wasted.
Still a Ja-ca, you need to face it,
Mad cuz
Boston Babies Lyrics
Just met a girl down in Boston, I asked her for her name. Said she wouldn't tell me for she was ashamed but I know. Boston baby, Boston baby, why you so scared, why ? Boston baby, Boston baby, I'm gonna take you high You better stop your crying girl and jump into my car. Said you want overkill,
yo house costs as much as yo bracelet,Just met a girl down in Boston, I asked her for her name. Said she wouldn't tell me for she was ashamed but I know. Boston baby, Boston baby, why you so scared, why ? Boston baby, Boston baby, I'm gonna take you high You better stop your crying girl and jump into my car. Said you want overkill,
Never patient, compitition, sound ancient,
Im gettin followed by a Federal Agent,
Engagements, gangsta banquets, piggarements, stainless,
Leave you brainless make it painless.
Hanus, 27 holes in his anus.
Make em pay when they mistake us for entertainers.
Cant blame es, young, dumb, and famous
Mary Jane is whut her neme is, I keep her where my cane is.
(Hook)
[Verse 3]Pimpstress
My money flows like a runny nose,
All I gotta do is find a place to throw away these bloody clothes.
I pacanina while I shop at the Gallaria,
Stay on my toes like a
Kill Your Idols Lyrics
Kill your fucking idols Just smash them to the wall Don't buy their fucking records Don't be an EMI toy!!
motha fuckin ballarina .Kill your fucking idols Just smash them to the wall Don't buy their fucking records Don't be an EMI toy!!
From Pasadedna to Amid that you know a Baby Bash beats the brotha of a Gras
Groa.
Raheed he wuz raised on the wrong street,
SPM had a fatha made of concrete,
Low G lest the dogs loose fuck tha troops,
And Grimm is the spider called the Brown Recluse,
Juan Gotti got the shotti puttin holes in they body,
Murdaholics kill a nigga while he sittin on the potty,
Hillwood Hustlaz and 24-7, Dope Game Legends, feel they presence.
The young and the sensless, a message from Texas,
Dope House Records eats you hos up for breakfast.
(Hook)
Spm-No more chances