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If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gonna shoot you) Spent 1000 dollars just to sip (just to sip muddy) Park that motherf***er in the VIP I got that motherf***er on my hip I'ma squeeze (baow) I'ma squeeze (baow) We ain't really with all that internet shit We ain't really with t

have been accused of mass mental cruelty How do you plead? Guilty! Don't wanna be clean Don't wanna be nice The whip's gonna crack My leather is black and so are my eyes I'm gonna be rough I'm gonna be mean I'm here to the end, my sick little friend I'm ba

ll never be the same, breaking decency Don't be tree trunk, don't fall on my living roots I've been humming too many words got a weak self-esteem That's been stomped away from every single dream But it's something else, that brought us feaze Keep it all inside, u

hope you know I won't forget All the things I wished I'd said Now I don't want you to believe The feeling you brought outta me Tell me it's what you always wanted But tell me that your heart is haunted Tell me this is all you need Just go ahead and lie to m

your name and your face It aint no f***ing thing No one minds if they would up and die Why so great, so lame short Nothing of self of soul, of mind, of man Giving it back, a bat, f*** integrity Nothing made me sick, it's inside of me When your de

re like a guy on the phone in his Lamborghini Talking with the man While his wife'a on the other line He will never say that he really really truly loves her He just doesn't have time You're like a friend that was more like an enemy An evil smile that'

me down just medicate me blind Or you can take my wounds and pour some salt inside I'm just a basket case No one can judge my soul You wanna bend but breaking down is in these bone I've skinned my teeth for the last time Gave all I had on the decline

are natural born lustful f***ers yeah !! We are natural born... Yeah !! Lust high [Lust] Suck sick suck suck suck f*** bod The strawberry erects up Suck sick suck suck suck f*** bod F***ing in my luster [F*** around and around] Sakuran shita saru no mure Ore wa VI ki

be leading the lightning socket. Read backwards are f***ing our pocket. None of this means so better not f*** it. Chinese way; Capital Inside! Who's been dropping shit lays talking. Everyone smells your life when you walkin' Lies all living on a piece of shit. Domin

want every single one of you to know that I am truly sorry from the bottom of my heart. I am so sorry, sorry that you're a little bitch You want apologies, well f*** you None of you motherf***ers will know what I've been through Been for my whole life locked in jail cell All

I'm sick of you You think you're cool You're so depressed And I'm not impressed I'm a bad motherf***er Oh yes I am you mothers, come on [special guest Hubacca on vocals] You go mental and you suck, so remember I'm okay, you're f***ed You go menta

block Of newports All humans return to yard Mothers screaming After little tike tikes Get the f Off your little bike bike Have we been on a ship off the arctic? Bones move a maggot full Every man a sheep in wolf trying How you gonna suck off fame While you pull y

ve been down, I've been beat I've been tossed into the street Beggin' nickels, beggin' dimes Just to get my bottle of wine Some say life she's a lady Kinda soft, kinda shady I can tell you life is rich She's no lady, she's a bitch They suck my body out But friend there is n

say baby, it ain't gonna suck itself Virgin Records, it ain't gonna suck itself I say baby, it ain't gonna suck itself What 'chew waiting for? it ain't gonna suck itself Well I flew out from Virginie on the very first day I heard my record company exercise my pay

say baby, it ain't gonna suck itself Virgin Records, it ain't gonna suck itself I say baby, it ain't gonna suck itself What 'chew waiting for? it ain't gonna suck itself Well I flew out from Virginie on the very first day I heard my record compa

s a special moment right now We'd like to take this time to tell all the kids at home Send your parents out of the room This is a kid's song. Life's gonna suck when you grow up, When you grow up, when you grow up Life's gonna suck when you grow up, It sucks pretty bad right n

I got your love on lock Devin: I wake up in the morning Got you right by my side Feel your love in the silence Like I´m reading your mind It´s written all on your face and there is nothing to hide All your thoughts in the open Put your words to the side

to hell F*** yeah I'm f***ed in the head from the dirt you fed Now I'm back from the dead Don't try to reason with me You'll get nowhere fast You're gonna be sorry (F*** you) 'Cause I'm a slave back from the grave And I can't be saved So far, so gone, so

a long way home, but I’m making my way With so many things still left to say But I try to think about the one I need the most When my mind turns black And then it hits me like a ton of bricks I want you, not nothing else I want to lock you up inside my heart I always wanted

done changed, somebody done changed the lock on that door Somebody done changed, they done changed the lock on that door 'Cause the key I got won't fit that lock no more Now I came home last night about half past ten Tried to get the key in the lock but I couldn

you're sick If you're sick If you're sick If you're sick of it If you're sick If you're sick If you're sick of it! When everything you do Don't seem to matter. You try but it's not use Your world is getting blacker. When every time y

kill and destroy I'm not an animal boy Why don't they understand I'm not an ape man Don't have brain damage I'm not a wild savage Don't puch me around Don't bring my head down I'm not an imbecile Don't treat me like an animal I'm not a creature in the zoo

re gonna ri-ri-ri-ri-rise 'til we fall This time we got no no no no future at all They wanna ke-ke-keep us down but they can't hold us down anymore We're gonna ri-ri-ri-ri-rise 'til we fall When we hit the bottom, then it goes up Climb to the top with you We'

young boys clap heat My young boys don't care Ya, them O Block boys savage Boy, don't go over there They shootin' shit on site Guns bangin' like a snare If you think that you is tough And you get popped oh well Cuz my young niggas savage My young niggas savage They stay w

s Paparazzi. And Mrs. Orange County. Jeffree Star. 20 dolla bill - hoe what the deal? 50 dolla bill - hoe what the deal? 100 dolla bill - hoe what the deal? This is how it feels... Bitch, get'em. Girl you got some big tits (but that's about it, that's about it). You g

is the bomb And she's blowing up She's sick and wicked and ridiculous She's all good in my neighbourhood Delicious and savage and I ain't mad at the million ways to describe her This girl is chill, the girl's on fire She is the bomb And she's mine She's fresh, she's kill

Desire The raging desire that burns inside me A spiteful intent that makes me wild So heavy I can't describe it Yes I've had it since I was a child It takes me higher, savage desire Down to the fire, savage desire The garden of temptation Is always ther

me to a hotel room And tie me to the bed of my mistakes Kiss me like I paid for this Please don't stop till you've raped all my faith And the white coats, just don't get it, I'm a genius, with a headache. And the white coats, just don't get it, I'm a genius, with a headache.

open my skull; reach down my throat searching for anything to signify a life fulfilled. Carve open my chest, face my emptiness, wipe away your tears, accept your fate, and face your savage death. Wipe away your tears, accept your fate, And face your savage death.

Chorus:] You wanna handcuff me But yo I don't know what to tell ya (don't know what to tell ya) You want my intamacy But yo I don't know what to tell ya (don't know what to tell ya) You wanna wall around me I swear I don't know what to tell ya (don't know what to tell ya) You wa

birth on the day of the beast Got swept away by the days and the weeks Rode hard 'til my hands hurt The things that we do just make it work Been saved by the kind souls Richer than diamonds and gold Don't lose hope, I'll be back home before you even kn

Intro] Yea nigga What's up with all that Twitter shit nigga you was talking nigga? What you thought I was like the rest of these rap niggas nigga? Na nigga we gone catch you at the show nigga and beat the shit outcha 21 [Hook] Bitch nigga please

wanna hear a story A story `bout a broken man You´re just trippin´ nowhere Or is it hard for you to understand That i´m a man I´m so sick and tired of you You better not touch me I´m so sick and tired of you And the crazy things you do I´m getting sick and tired

hear the people talking you walk the wrong street Painting all things black and step on your feet Flabby stomach, styled hair, trousers full of air Their morality is real ours isn't there They don't know, no they can't see Our hearts close to the s

comes Mr. Cool, thinks he’s looking real fine All dressed in black, tattoos he found online But getting real loose in his daddy’s Cadillac Still living with his mom, yeah in a three room shack You make me sick (sick.. sick…) You make me sick Look at all these little girls

m so sick of you so sick of me I don't want to be with you I'm so sick of you so sick of me I don't want to be with you I want to fly away I want to fly away I'm so sick of work so sick of play I don't need another day I'm so sick of work so sick of play I do

t make a sound I might be dreaming boy So don't wake me now Let me believe in this One more minute One more second now (oh) One more smile and, One more touch and we'll go Lust in your eyes Yes baby, Always tangled up in your lies It's getting harder And I've s

can't you just admit it, you've had it, you're sick of me You're fed up with all my bad habits, you're sick of me To your lies you've become so desensitized sick of me Lost regrets and you say that your mad at me sick of me Wonderin' out the door I am on to you Your comin' back

ve finally seen why I'm feeling so low I look into your eyes and already know As we walk hand in hand with your home in sight I try to excuse myself for the night So you tease me To try and please me Yeh I'm sorry my love it's not you it's me I know

at the cop in the rear view mirror Probably should have stopped but the crosswalk was clear I'll just imagine it's a ticket to a Broadway show Looking at the clouds and they seem kinda funny Probably gonna rain but my outlook is sunny I'll just imagine th

is like a jewel Given to you Sin is like a thief Trying to take it away It's coming to steal it today You better get your attitude straight Before you have Hell to pay It stung me like a bee This world's philosophy It tried to suck me dry A vampire bite It's comin

used to think this was perfect, and wish that it was never ending But those days are gone forever. It's something I'm not missing There's a force there's a voice, in my head Telling me to think about the times that you were cruel and mean I don’t care if y

will not fail not fade away I won't give into the violence I will not drown, I will not rage I won't get lost in the silent screams That fall on me I'm sick of Getting torn down I'm sick of Getting back up I'm sick of Getting torn down I know I'm

redeem this form It emerges from the water I feed it at night I will be forgiven Sweet Sweet To want to suck it out Sweet Sweet To want to suck it out Sweet Sweet I want to know why the Spider spins so beautiful Distorted mysterial resonance Play games wit

m gonna tell my son to grow up pretty as the grass is green and Whip-smart as the English Channel's wide. And I'm gonna tell my son to keep his money in his mattress And his watch on any hand between his thighs. And I'm gonna lock my son up in a to

your stories for someone who cares Leave your looks and your stares at the door Grab a chair this is gonna take a second to explain And I'm not repeating myself anymore Look at all of the damage you've done Crossed the line you've crossed with me So game's over and reality's

they won't let you, so now you must agree The times they are a-telling, and the changing isn't free You've read it in the tea leaves and the tracks are on TV Beware the savage jaw Of 1984 They'll split your pretty cranium and fill it full of air A

you wanna hear something sick? We are but victims of desire I'm gonna shake this thing I wanna shake this pain before I retire I’m gonna see my friend,.. I'm gonna see my friend Make it go away I’m sick of everything,.. gonna see my friend Make it go

found myself on my knees in prayer The consequence of my deep despair Now I must speak, get it off my chest It ain't no joke and it ain't no jest Every night she would come to me But her demands brought disharmony I said, "You can't bring

you hungry? Are you sick? Are you begging for a break? Are you sweet? Are you fresh? Are you strung up by the wrists? We want the young blood (la [x8]) Are you fracturing? Are you torn at the seams? Would you do anything? Fleabitten motheaten? We suck young blood