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me I can't believe how much I hate Pressures of a new place roll my way Jumpsuit, jumpsuit cover me Jumpsuit, jumpsuit cover me I crumble underneath the weight Pressures of a new place roll my way Jumpsuit, jumpsuit cover me Jumpsuit, jumpsuit cove

and vale acrylics Skim the paper for the critics Babys breathin' Elvis lyrics on the cover bar Late, an' Motel lounge is singin' Spotlight on the band is swingin' Chateau Marmont memories fading hope is very far Elvis where are you when I need you most? White

New York athletes staggering round the block Deformed Chicanos pour in, Chicago's rolling stock Digital bathrooms drilling for furs Surgical stockings marked his and hers Guggenheim attitudes back to back With Jewish Baroque No way street No way street Happy to see you, have a

ll be your Apparatus, Take me anywhere you go Anyone won’t lower my status Your eyes will let me know Oh, oh I need you so bad Bad luck is all that I have Baby if you let me be Hey girl, so come on I want to be yours, yeah I will be your apparatus, I`ll take good

yourself Into the vessel Of possibilities Your green muse The apparatus For soul mobility A gateway to secrecy Spirit, Absinthe Spirit, Absinthe Seven seals Devilish Creatures Trumpets the end of time Cloven Hooves And I save wormwood Catapult in your mi

yourself Into the vessel Of possibilities Your green muse The apparatus For soul mobility A gateway to secrecy Spirit, Absinthe Spirit, Absinthe Seven seals Devilish Creatures Trumpets the end of time Cloven Hooves And I save wormwood Catapult in your mi

Chorus:] Sometimes my mind wanders away from me... I know I like my tachi up tough maybe one day I'll fly... Who knows who knows who know? I knows... Who Knows? [Verse 1:] I wish I could be when I want to. I wish I could do what I don't do. I need a m

of bone flesh turns to mince Sinew phlegm fragments of skin Flesh and muscle stripped Layer by putrid layer Strands of reeking waste Fetid strips of meat Splinters of bone flesh turns to mince Sinew phlegm fragments of skin Noxious putr

in entropy A swirling torrent of imagery An implanted contagion Wrenches my mind from its foothold in sanity I have become a victim Of a world fragmented and askew Vivid hallucinations Seep into all that I do Helpless I writhe Conduit of eyes

evil spirits roam through the world Seeking the ruin and destruction of souls Into a hell that exists here and now On a different level of perception Glimpsed by men in dreams With certain heathenish mental disciplines Infernal beauty of desire se**** intercourse with th

your complicated apparatus In your elaborate laboratory Doctor Frankenstein won't you create us Something terrifying for us to see Ooh, we like to be frightened We like to see something that takes away our breath Now ooh, we like to be frightened We like to see someth

Gladys was a silky maiden At thirteen, she was going strong, yeah. Oh, Gladys. Nicely filled out, fully laden, But down below there was something wrong, yeah. Oh, Gladys. Nobody told her about the secrets That ladies have to hide Mom had no words to describe the things

could have had it all Before the wells ran dry Before the cities fell Yet we still think It'll all end well Absolute hope, absolute Hell What's there behind the eyes? Just souls & sulphur Black & cold Strip us to ashes & bone Starvin

see the shoes right, You like the way I walk, I got it cool right, I hear them people talk, And what I'm saying is what you hating for, You know who it is, What you've been waiting for [x2] Wha what you been waiting for I know who it is what they been waiting for I go

the halls of the wasteland Watching the mindless bodies decay This place is a prison With only one way to escape Disintegration of the mind Surge of anxiety Cannot compute mental decomposing Raging dementia apprehending sanity False awakenings endlessly comp

Shoot to thrill from the hip. It's time we put the "act" in action. We've tricked these pigs into thinking that this auction is a pageant. In no time there will be makeup on our new set of cutlery. The livestock is star-struck. They're all saliva

I practice grade 5 mathematics on an apparatus just to gain some f***ing status The baddest kid you ever f***ing met Pretty stupid, trying to throw rocks at a motherf***ing jet Slept on, probably not, my shit’s filthy f***ing hot It really don’t matter what kinda weed I got All r

Cookies, Cookies, Cookies And Cream) Beethoven's in the muthaf***in' house, baby (I'm gonna whip you into shape) I'm gonna whip you into shape I'm gonna whip you into Shape Cookies, cookies, cookies, cream I'm gonna whip you into shape I

Chorus: Lil' Kim] My niggaz, pull triggers, stack figures whoa whoa whoa Snitch niggaz, broke niggaz not my niggaz no no no In the club we, sippin Dom P, sittin lovely oh whoa whoa Sexy ladies, goin' crazy, 'cause the beat's like whoa whoa whoa [Lil' Kim] Fresh out the fed

Peter Piper picked peppers but Run rocked rhymes Humpty Dumpty fell down that´s his hard time Jack B. Nimble what nimble and he was quick But Jam Master cut faster Jack´s on Jay´s dick Now Little Bo Peep cold lost her sheep And Rip van Winkle fell the hell asleep

void covered with lies Chaotic burning inside It will rise Trauma sustained grows into contagion Perniciously, it's invading Pale sheath veiling the cavernous eruption Lacerate, expose this farce Facade For all to see Feel the need to spread the seed Infiltrate infection Cra

2, 3 What, what, what, what... Hey I'm gonna pop some tags Only got twenty dollars in my pocket I - I - I'm hunting, looking for a come-up This is freaking awesome Now, walk into the club like "What up, I got a big duck!" I'm so pumped about some kick

will not be able to stay home, brother. You will not be able to plug in, turn on and cop out. You will not be able to lose yourself on skag and skip out for beer during commercials, Because the revolution will not be televised. The revolution will not be televi

m gonna pop some tags Only got twenty dollars in my pocket I - I - I'm hunting, looking for a come-up This is freaking awesome [Verse 1:] I Walk up to the club I’m like, "What up, I got a big rock!" I'm so pumped about the stuff from the thrift shop Ice on th

high and low! They bring the tooth and nail! Fast or slow. Will you give me one dammit second to bail out of reach, Before I do as you please... Times two! Cause I might be wrong, Am I the only one who sees the damage is done? And it wont be long befo

Muhammad Ali's voice] I'm a bad man [x4] [Chorus] I'm a bad man, ain't no way for me to stop Call me a bad man, I'm tyring to take it to the top I'm just a bad man, you really want some of this Cause I'm a bad man [Lil' Keke] Got out the ga

m gonna pop some tags Only got 20 dollars in my pocket I, I, I'm hunting Lookin' for a come-up This is f***ing awesome Nah, Walk into the club like: What's up I got a big cock I’m so pumped About some shit from a thrift shop Ice in the fring

m gonna pop some tags Only got 20 dollars in my pocket I, I, I'm hunting Lookin' for a come-up This is f***ing awesome Nah, Walk into the club like: What's up I got a big cock I’m so pumped About some shit from a thrift shop Ice in the fringe is so damn frosty The people

(32x) Bada, badada, badada, bada... (8x) I'm gonna pop some tags Only got 20 dollars in my pocket I, I, I'm hunting Lookin' for a come-up This is f***ing awesome Nah, Walk into the club like: What's up I got a big cock I’m so pumped About some shit from a thrift shop Ice

come on, uh Come on, uh, yeah Uh, if ya want some, come and get some [Chorus (2x):] Well it's silly of you (To think that I) Would ever take a dive (Can I keep it live) And if you think you're qualified (To speak on this) (Well that's illy of

morning I set sail on a whalebone the gale. force winds made the sky grow and I was far out in the ocean when I cut the roof of my mouth on the potion down down down went the femur I let my backbone slide in the ether laying low in a tropical hideout if anyone finds out; I'

in right cos my jam be the joint Press play on the track till it hits ya boiling point When the crowd no longer sit aside and just simmer Cos we up in the spot as the lights grow dimmer Street anthem sound from your local DJ mix master Play that shizzle on your speakers don't delay Equippe

feat. Brisco, Rick Ross, Ace Hood & Birdman) Ha yeah, Triple C CMB, nigga Poe boy, boss what it is, nigga? Birdman, what up? The goons to be king How you love that p****, nigga? Yeah, blood money The definition I'm clutchin' on my sl

put my life on the line I’m on and bassin’, I’m fine Cuz all I ever dreamt about was making it They ain’t giving it, I’m taking it I’m taking it, taking it, I ain’t giving it I’m taking it, taking it, I ain’t giving it I’m taking it, taking it, I ain’t giving

yes yes y’all) (cause I’m so fly) (everlast be the apple of your earth’s eye) I be breakin the laws, breakin the laws All you wannabe hard rocks just pause It’s the mc host Space ghost from the coast With piggish white skin Kid, where you been I got a blue eye But

quot;Ay yes y'all" [Iriscience] The only thing constant is change with that....its the shape of things to come Yo I'm the open-est emotions I'm a river in straight A crystal clean lake Yo the essence of skin The form of a luminescent bright light flouresce

say brothers are amused by other brothers reps But they're all playing roles just like Omar Epps I see so many players I wonder where the coach is My name's Everlast I'm hard to kill like roaches The dough that you're making has got you fronting and faking Your hear

Erick Sermon] Yo Reggie, I'mout [Jamal] T-ree F Squad Muddy Waters Don't get it twisted... nigga [Redman] Aiyyo everybody in this motherf***er will get touched F*** such and such, I roll tight like handcuffs Rock that ass to sleep with discrete techniques I beez that, f

Ladies and Gentlemen of Earth and all native intelligences of the forty planets, satellites, moons, stars, and any other inhabited orbs with contestants entered in the annual Grande Trex, the only inter-galactic race. This year's event promises excitement to surpass all previous race

Notorious B.I.G:] I went from construction Timbs, to Ac's with rims Flippin mix tapes - to bitches feedin me grapes Peep my mind state, Big Poppa flow is lethal That weed wanna make my ass wanna kill four people F*** the game, gimme the chain and the Range My

DJ U-Neek:] From the east coast followers, to the west coast riders DJ U-Neek and Violator presents The ghetto's top dawgs [laughing] [Chorus: Satasha Williams] We're standing Strong So come on (So come on) Get ya roll on [Verse 1: The Notorious

alright, thank you, alright… now we can chat a bit. Okay, um, this is really weird. You know, vultures, I’ve seen a lot of vultures since I’ve entered the Texas border, a lot of vultures. The interesting thing about vultures is that, well, the reason they spe