Lyrics:
and stuck a funnel in my mouth
And force fed me nothing but sauerkraut
Until I was twenty six and a half years old
That's when I swore that someday
that you could need
Sir Bernard Spilsbury
Old ladies to adolescents in all stages of putrescence
So come inside and see what you can see!
So don't
that you could need
Sir Bernard Spilsbury
Old ladies to adolescents in all stages of putrescence
So come inside and see what you can see!
So don't
the old world I'm told
That the beds are made
Out of headstones, bones and electric tape
Now let the bodies hit the
Floor for the Feng Shui
K-IL-L-J-O-Y
at least four blowers
I can be humble when I'm forty
These old niggas wanna rap beef with me
Ain't you 'bout forty?
These niggas goin' in they
Stash sayin'
I'm on TV, I've been all week
My people tell me that I've got my seat
I think I'm in, I knew I'd win
I swear to God I'm gonna change the world
My
as gay as a Disney cow
Not a wrinkle upon my brow
Not a cent in the red
Not a care in the world
I view the scene
Like that queen of old Russia
As Kate
the picture
Make you wonder what we got inside the fire mixture
Little bit of new mix with old and that's the tribe
Guaranteed to hit you hard free world here
a bullet proof vest
They call me cock-weasel but I, still cave a chest
I don't wear Jheri curls' 'cause I'm not from the West
No disrespect to the West,
a...small world...")
Where beef could never end
At the time you least expect it
I'ma see you again
It's a small world ("It's a...small world...")
You get
a bullet proof vest
They call me cock-weasel but I, still cave a chest
I don't wear Jheri curls' 'cause I'm not from the West
No disrespect to the West,
'cause she's so alone
But we know
(The world's full of lonely people)
And it shows
(The world's full of lonely people)
She shrugs her coat
Once I was seven years old my momma told me
Go make yourself some friends or you'll be lonely
Once I was seven years old
It was a big big world
It's just me
The same old j-o-e
That could blaze those trees
Then the words light the herbs that came from the leaves
That breathe out fire
I'm no
the most powerful government in the world. And, uh, Mr. Fitzwater invited me to come here tonight to create some balance, because there has been some things
trusted to be kind to say the least
He's a foolish old man
Foolish old man
Not sure what is real or what's real in his mind
He's no foolish old man
Foolish
Once I was seven years old my momma told me
Go make yourself some friends or you'll be lonely
Once I was seven years old
It was a big big world
night
Screaming rhythm, juju rhythm, voodoo rhythm
Black, black magic that calls
Back to lost worlds and lost lifestyles
Calling back to lost peace
Take away your things and go
You can't take back what you said, I know
I've heard it all before, at least a million times
I'm not one to forget,
lye
Fuck the world, fuck it dry
Tell them government spies I
Won't cover my eyes won't cower, won't move
Cause I don't move like a coward
Knowledge is
the high score
You better settle down 'cause you're not on my level now
The Pros is semi-circle, they can tell the world you get around
Some niggas
the same old way that we've been doing
I gotta move, oh
I wanna see the world
I wanna feel it all
I wanna touch the sky
But there's a chance that I might
up first
You a damn ugly little weasel motherfucker
Least I know what I'm worth
Cause I'm the villain
Yeah I'm the villain
You wanna parade around
reviling a meek
Innocent little 12-year-old Negro girl
As she tried to
Enroll in public school? Weren't they - or
Most of them - devout churchgoers? I detest
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