following" The shrieking of nothing is killing Just pictures of Jap girls in synthesis and I Ain't got no money and I ain't got no hair But I'm hoping to kick
ease the pain Though I aint in pain No, we, ain?t the same, we drunk I?m on everything ?Cept when I kick it, gout Me sobering up, ha, alf Cash rules
flow, give back the tobasco You mother fuckers mustsanot know the tic tac songs Time to show you the mo kick ass flow in the cosmos Picasso with a pick axe
ll charm you with a double-axe And then he brings the tie attacks He's not dressed for a cage He's robed in garments strictly for another age Here we come, drop kick
I send chills Up your spine when I rhyme I get wicked, you got a booger, pick it Sippin' on the 40, ya know it makes me horny Spread them legs, grab my axe
I hack, and shimmer on down Santa Claus Clown Can't fuck around, now Livingroom, shhh, I creep Tippy toes cuz they asleep I pulled out the axe and slid
Verse 1-Violent J (crowd in parentheses)] Hey, Hey it's the wicked jokers and we're coming to the valley and we'll smoke ya (choke ya) Kick the clown
a lunaticky-tick The doctor told me I'm a psycho So I ate his face like I don't know Knife to the neck and got some more The night of the axe, the night
got me Broke my legs and shot me But I'm still laughing Cuz of what happened on the night of the axe On the night of the axe (just psycho)... AAAH!!!
I want your anus Aww, you're so hot Kicked in the stall Then I kicked in his jaw Kicked him in face And I kicked in his balls Punk tried to run but he
sides G-rides with a hundred spokes to match We roll two deep...three freaks...four amps in the back I kicked that crack game rap game now I let my axe
real slow 29 miles left to go The chain momkeys Help you with your load You're rollin over to the Lowside of the road Jezebel is naked With an axe The
kill, he wants to poison Poison - he's a maniac Poison poison Fuckin' little worms are creeping in her face The man gets crazy and he must kick her down Smash the axe
can turn so small. I love the sound of crashing guitars. Show it! The 6-string kick inside. The 6-string kick inside. The 6-string kick inside.
like those afro picks, with the black fist And leave a crowd drippin like John the Baptist, it's the cause of that "Oh shit!" The skits I kick, flows
remeber that line you was kicking to me On the way out to LA ??? ??? ??? While we was in the car on our way to the Shot (?) Well yo right now kick
