Just like the rain, yeah this provides a cure This shit is so good so let?s just hope its pure You?re quality of life is hanging by a shoe string (Just
He knows, he knows, he knows, he knows, he knows. Charles was a simple young doctor, Six cups of tea and a pack a day. His friends would say he was
sweet faces Directed your furtive hand I perfectly understand So it's my fault? No, Gothic Lolita I am your sugar I am your cream I am your anti-American dream I am your sugar
faces Directed your furtive hand I perfectly understand So it's my fault? No, Gothic Lolita I am your sugar I am your cream I am your anti-American dream I am your sugar
The show must go on What else can it do? I'm gonna drop it all on you Sugar, sugar daddy Sugar, sugar daddy Sugar, sugar daddy Sugar, sugar daddy Sugar
ice cubes, pass the O.J. Two light skinned wizzes, want Ghost, on both ways Come here, sit on my lap, it's not a gat, sugar Have a seat, don't be afraid
place where armchair generals and quarterbacks can experience first hand the excitement of video warfare as the theme song is sung in the background Sugar
kid that get coke like Sosa Never turn down Chocha We in the Costa Rica, sippin Margarittas with a mommy Clinged to Tommy, showing love to my army Whenever
dance with. say sugar, you were given hips to sway. so steal a kiss, and lose yourself with me tonight... raise your fist and the flag for this army.
own body For my piece, or sugar hill, I'm New Orleans like Lolli I'm fearin' no man, as long as I'm stompin' in these brogans There's no playin', soon as this army
and dazzle you East New York, street talk, step with a better game Hydrate rhymes like I was Gatorade Rockin' a name, tappin' your brain With the sugar
In this concrete jungle void of charms With the take-out, porn, and car alarms No one's bringing in armies in to keep the girls from speaking sin
you, sailing like a big white balloon; though he looks more like a missile in his army green and ironed suit. Oh please just wait for me now, the sugar
rose again and joined the British Army My one's over six feet tall, six feet tall, six feet tall My one's over six feet tall, she likes the sugar candy
can see Our God's left us to rot His blood defined regime Gave birth to all this disease We call humanity We thrive in hate and decay We're slaves in God's army
new form of rapping Pussy so tight she grabbed my dick with it and started clapping When we were done, she said 'thank you sugar' (sugar) I analyzed
young The show must go on What else can it do? I'm gonna drop it all on you Sugar, sugar daddy Sugar, sugar daddy Sugar, sugar daddy Sugar, sugar daddy, sugar
and incredibly dumb Enjoy yourselves, crash boom bang The final solution, KMFDM All you people, this is trash We abominate music, we're here for cash Barmy army
