Piece by bloody piece
Entered into my sanguinary receptacle
Your fragments turned to ground beef
Bones crushed and crunched into skeletal »
Grind Box
Repulsive Conception
by Broken Hope
|
Blood and thighs
Brains and eyes
Everything inside
All over me
Allow me to reiterate your worthlessness--now, reduced to ground beef »
Chunk Blower
To Serve Man
by Cattle Decapitation
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when it comes down to ground beef like Palestine
Say your rhymes, let's see if that get you out your bind
Now I'm a get the mozzarella like »
Final Hour
The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill
by Lauryn Hill
|
of clowns, seas of G's
Pro-jects, packed with players meditating on their knees
Just to make them ends meet, like ground beef, you won't believe
The shit »
Ova da Wudz
ATLiens
by OutKast
|
that high
There's clouds of clowns, seas of G's
Pro-jects, packed with playas meditating on their knees
Just to make them ends meet, like ground beef »
Ova da Wudz
ATLiens [Clean]
by OutKast
|
fucka down)
ground round, ground chuck your ground beef
Bullets gather round then I shoot rounds around teeth
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: Ludacris]
I »
Cry Babies (Oh No)
Word of Mouf
by Ludacris
|
with relief
Tomorrow at noon, they would all be ground beef
Cows on buns
The cows were surrounded, they waited and prayed
They mooed their last »
Cows with Guns
Cows with Guns
by Dana Lyons
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paradise leavin you parasites under
ground, beef is shredded, paramedics'll greet you
I defeat crews with parametric EQ's
All types of anastetics'll be used »
Deadliest Biz
The Pick, the Sickle and the Shovel
by Gravediggaz
|
on thangs with shocks
with a glock, bet I'll be hittin yo block
Packin heat like ground beef roasted channels, strapped with a gat
Juss packed with ammo, »
Sickkaluffa
Stackin Chips
by 3X Krazy
|
they can get popped up
Face fallin' off they cheekbone, gotta take meat
From they ass, to sow it back, I'm a beast, holmes
It's ground beef, in »
Guns N' Razors
More Fish [Clean]
by Trife da God
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back
Get back, get back, get back, uhh
'Cause I'm servin' well-done ground beef
Backed up by a glass of Sweet T
And you know my theme song, uhh, that »
Ding Dong Song
199Quad
by 69 Boyz
|
pay me.
Nigga you owe me cheese, that's ground for beef
I'm rollin' with the P$C with a pound of chief.
Hey if this rap shit don't work, I'm stuck »
Drug Related
The Leak Unloaded
by T.I.P.
|
Christopher
I cast the Canibus symbol in the crowd
If there's beef on the ground, I'm going to carve the cow
Now, smuggle contraband through the canal
I »
Salute
C of Tranquility
by Canibus
|
he's dead on arrival
Now you know I don't play around
Cause the clown is face down and uptown is his burial ground
You want beef? Well the more »
Hard to Kill
Runaway Slave
by Show & A.G.
|
seem to got beef like ground chuck?
We used to cool, but I guess, I'm out of luck
Would you mind taking the knife out of my back it go stuck?
It's »
Need Someone
7th Avenue [Bonus Tracks]
by KJ-52
|
doesn't pay to eat anything but Government-inspected beef.
Along the Gunnison River
An Indian camp they spied.
An Indian chief approached them, »
Ballad of Alferd Packer
The Broadside Tapes 1
by Phil Ochs
|
chief
The game you're a huntin' for ain't beef
Get off of my huntin' grounds and get out of my sight
This war dance I'm doin' means I'm fightin' mad
You »
Your Squaw Is on the Warpath
Gold
by Loretta Lynn
|
CHORUS:
LAY DOWN, LITTLE DOGGIES, LAY DOWN
WE'VE BOTH GOT TO SLEEP ON THE COLD, COLD ground
THE WINDS BLOWIN' COLDER AND THE SUN'S GOIN' DOWN
LAY »
Lay Down Little Doggies
Washington County
by Arlo Guthrie
|
Mignon got work for three weeks,
That's how the U.P.T. play it if we got beef,
I'm stompin' on dangerous grounds, K in my hand,
I ain't bout playin', call »
Clean Up Man
It's All on U, Vol. 2
by B.G.
|
[Chorus: Wyclef (Butch Cassidy)]
But when the beef come, you're the first to run (YOU SAY KEEP IT GANGSTA)
Yo, that ain't your gun, it belongs to... (YOU »
You Say Keep It Gangsta
Masquerade
by Wyclef Jean
|
round
kids goin stray most never get found
iv noticed there a ghetto in every town
the skies are empty because the stars are on the ground
(chorus) »
Showtime
Showtime
by Dizzee Rascal
|
round
kids goin stray most never get found
iv noticed there a ghetto in every town
the skies are empty because the stars are on the ground
(chorus) »
Get By
Showtime
by Dizzee Rascal
|
And a beef will rise again, broken machine in his hand.
Ten words: snapping bunnies twitching gurgling forget the bombs in your eyes.
Roaring »
Bunnies
R. Borlax [Bonus Tracks]
by HORSE the Band
|
a friend, what more could I do?
I had an idea I could trust in you
You ate up all my rice and my stew beef
And tried to help me cut off the home beneath »
Now, Do You Call That a Buddy?
1940-1942
by Louis Armstrong
|
a friend, what more could I do?
I had an idea I could trust in you
You ate up all my rice and my stew beef
And tried to help me cut off the home beneath »
Do You Call That a Buddy?
Glorious Big Band Years 1937-1941
by Louis Armstrong
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