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barely get a grip of how good of head she give
That's acKnowledgement
I give no apologies, this is not modesty
Kiss her then give her the dick as sodomy

Teet

Melvins

Houdini

1993

want to see 
Bring the kid and carry me 
Rig it with the closeness 
Hang my bones. 

Submitted by Rene 

GOING BLIND: 
And I know how it's to be

The Jazz Discharge Party Hats

Frank Zappa

The Man from Utopia

1983

Frank zappa (guitar, vocals, drum machine)
Steve vai (guitar, acoustic guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Roy estrada (vocals)
Bob harris (boy

Let ya hair down watch my soul glow
Pure vibes by the pound that's El Chapo
Pure light in the sound watch the rays float
My mind is still in tact
So

an entire song today
Why am I this way
The world is grey
I don't want to play sunshine ray or be rainbow gay or come whatever may
I don't often play
My words

to payin your way, 'cause this music shit ain't about money, fame, name or game

- It's the way you play, the way you sway, sacrifices made, come on and roll

you how we gonna go through cos everywhere we go to
My people are wise we gonna take you by surprise because we switching up the lines
I got something

hey! so what do you say
We just turn a blind eye to this, like Charles Ray's is
But one question I'd like to raise is
Can you feel how the rage is just

fenders as a piece of the puzzle
That I'll solve one day
But til' then mundane rainy Sunday's
Make me appreciate the sun rays, that penetrate skin
Liberates

This that type of music make yo ass yea wanna do it
Prolly why I choose it
Plus my nigga produced it
She sound good in the bed acoustic
We can mix it

knew you was jealous from the day that I met you
I upset you, cuz I get respect I bet you
I'm even liked better by your neice and nephew
Now you hate

Written by Adedamola Adeniji, David Bem & Adedotun Adekanmbi

Alaye shey you dey ment
How much you think say you get
You say wan pop for the club ,

about it, go be a sell out
No hope for you, I don't how you see rays of sunshine
The only beam you'll see is when layin' my punchlines
I let you off

Vv bling on my rays (My rays)
Them keys pinged by aries (Aries)
(Young Aries In The Cut Nigga)

225 On dash I can't relax 
I'm riding high
I swerve

on more than a nic' (yeah, bitch)
My Brooklyn bitch in the Garden, while we watchin' the Knicks (yeah-yeah)
Walk your bitch like a pit', dogshit by my hip

I don't wanna runaway
Know it's probably best to go but foreign forces make me stay
Used to look up at the sun, it come 'round and then we'd play
Now

from the norms
And soon millions of folk
Records were being sold
By the early sixties, Dylan, Baez, Phil Ochs
Were doing intellectualized copies

Need someone like me yeah 
AYY
Come alive in the night time We don't waste no time
I'm impressed by your neck VVs's
Melanin dripping like a candy Cane up

trenches I’m feeling like ray 50 all red but no I’m not bro I done went fed but no I’m not Yo watch wat you said boy i am no hoe I’m on da run come str8 thur

mix, mix, mix
Do a deal for kicks and get rich quick
Sketch lyric, bet your bottom nick' on some vic'
Ick from the drumstick come with the dumb

mix, mix, mix
Do a deal for kicks and get rich quick
Sketch lyric, bet your bottom nick' on some vic'
Ick from the drumstick come with the dumb

Episodes

Lootpack

Soundpieces: Da Antidote!

1999

at sea 
Ya lost to the way I come across at all costs, I must get mine 
Suck up all the sun rays and then outshine 
Till I blind all eye sights all over

Here I Go

Public Enemy

There's a Poison Goin' On....

1999

wouldn't get right
Cause I was aware as a square in Delaware
Execs writing checks for sex in spandex
Radios gettin' sucked by labels under the table
Mix

the spots hot, here come the cops
the ??????????, it's time to close up shop
time to move on, brothas on there cellular phones
talkin to them hoochies, I mean