girls and fat ladies Too much make up in young faces Which are already old Cheap lipstick on the cigarette-tips (Don't) mess around with the bitch (Don't) mess
We're going down. Into churning waters and we will plunge. Through the great divide and we will be buried in the water. We will be buried in the water
I could've been the king of other flowers. Your rattlesnakes would be charmed and smiling hard, but we waited for too long. I could've been your golden
So now I find myself again, I'm crawling back into a bottle. You just blame it on yourself, despite what everybody told you. They just don't have a
heights Gee wilikers Batman, holy satellites Who the hell are you to tell me ease up on this mic? You, sadly have mistaken me for someone that I'm nite I mean not I messed
s, that love songs, harder than y'all I don't fear nothin' at all, frontin' at all I even got female cops, bustin' my balls Don't mess with my mess, my
this out (walk this out) But it's harder now (harder now), can I talk to ya'll? (talk to ya'll) I got caught in this mess, yearning to walk in the flesh
: (feat. Tedashii, Trip Lee) [Chorus] Aww man y'all done messed up and let us in ya hood To preach the way the truth the life in ya hood Forget the '
that could cure you like she does (she does) no one could leave you so alone (Cuh, cuh, come on) Here I goes, my vibe is holy, my eyes close either
he hears the high school girls say His countryside's burnin' with wolfman fairies dressed in drag for homicide The hit and run, plead sanctuary, `neath a holy
: Do you mean this horny creep Set upon weary feet Who looks in need of sleep That doesn't come This twisted, tortured mess This bed of sinfulness Who
around the bend. Running on bad lines - we'd better run as we go, Tear up, tear up the overdraft again. Oh, dear Prime Minister - it's all such a mess
The driver's a mess today It's a dump of a destiny But it's got a view... Now the kid in the see-through blouse Is moving in hard on his holy vows...
