Lyrics:
the blood of Debra Messing
For my salad dressing
Then threw her body in the tank furnace
My temperament is cantankerous
My behavior is so dangerous
Multiple
wouldn't get up for a bite
A month passed by food and money getting tight
Furnace stalling out tank devoid of fuel to light
Winter weather creeping in
Here in north east Ohio
Back in eighteen-o-three
James and Danny Heaton
Found the ore that was linin' yellow creek
They built a blast furnace
Here in north east Ohio
Back in eighteen-o-three
James and Danny Heaton
Found the ore that was linin' yellow creek
They built a blast furnace
My name is Anne, I try to be earnest
I live in Amsterdam, don't cook me in a furnace
SS came to get me, they knocking on my door
Now I'm fucking
And it won't mean
Shit to me
Probably
Yeah
Gotta move
Lowkey
Keep the game on
Freeze
Hunnit bands
On me
When the tank
On E
Gotta just dig deep
Then
(day) we Thug always (way way)
So come to the party (party) and bring somebody (body)
And bring some weed and a tank of Bacardi (Bacardi)
It's gon' get
were saying?)
(Candy cigarettes)
Think that I'm losing my sanity
Smashing my face in the vanity
Glass in eyes, got gas in my ride but the tank on E,
Boom-boom-boom, no furnace
The sounds are made with
Dooo-dooo-dooo, the burner
My brother hangs in his
Room-room-room, makes certain
That John McClane knows he's
under the earth's surface
The congregation was stirrin'
Nourishin', swellin', like a serpent turning
Like a burning furnace yearning
It was churning
(day) we Thug always (way way)
So come to the party (party) and bring somebody (body)
And bring some weed and a tank of Bacardi (Bacardi)
It's gon' get
shark tank shit
To throw it son, stoned, frozen, low the omen
In the blued out and opened
Up above my Oakland knowing
No gods touch what no gods clock
The engine with human blood was damp
The headlight was her brimstone lamp
And then for fuel I shoveled in bones
and the furnace roared with a thousand
Going to War, they got the tanks
But here comes the scriptural ammo
I'm gonna score all the spiritual ranks
I'm still going in like I'm Rambo
VERSE One:
the extent
We use the brain as the furnace and the mouth as the vent
>From the set off we jump on the mic and go get off
Versatile styles bursting back
the wiring
Took the hot water tank and left over appliances
Aluminum siding and had to come back
'Cause the furnace so big it wouldn't fit in the back
nines
happy as dwarves and elves inside a gold mine
a couple MP’s running on empty
inside a tank with ten WMDs
they get the order to shoot a mortar
into
see what their difference is
My differences make 'em remember me
My tank on full and your tank on E
I don't give a shit and I never pee
Don't step to me
high school like a furnace
Football captain, prom king, musical star, it's no ting
Quiz bowl's top scorer, youth group's best worshipper
Involvement
That's the motto my heart's cold
Feelin like winter in Colorado
Cali kush burnin, my brain's like a furnace
I was drivin in a Benz before
I ever had
the furnace that is burnin makin all his pain turnin.
Chorus 1:
I'm always sleepin with one eye shut. Outlaws on the run gotta sleep in the truck. Now I got
watchin they lookin at me, me, me
I seen night terrors on the dark days
I had close friends go and part ways
I was little minnow in the shark tank
Before
furnace
Dominate the town and the earth its
Reservoir filled with butane im the propane filling the tank in my brain
Smoke till a nigga insane smoke till
flew on the lake
That shit my take a lame
When me and my homies come play
They just move out the way
Like we moving in tanks
You ain't gonna hop us
You
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