Lyrics:
Forest Heights where I'm from
You give krag weg if you run
Heard that bum bum bum bum
Not the klopse with the drums
Heard they stiek ouens for fun
We are amazed but not amused
By all the things you say that you'll do
Though much concerned but not involved
With decisions that are made by you
We are amazed but not amused
By all the things you say that you'll do
Though much concerned but not involved
With decisions that are made by you
the funny people
Sitting by themselves
I know all of them
Wouldn't be scared
If you know what you're gonna do
Oh
Listen for the money
Oh yeah, oh
Scared
and offspring
And it was not for a messenger to bring a sign except by Allah's leave
For each and every matter there is a decree from Allah
Allah blots out what
rose and have a tweakin speakin
Puerto Rican the powerful machine gun stun
Ba-bum-bum-bum-bum-bum, ambulence, lights bright
Paramedics fetish
but today
I'm a Nashville bum
Well now, here's a song I wrote
By myself, note for note
With a lot of help, if I make Number One
You can change
fucking King Kong
What the fuck is y'all on, what the fuck is y'all on
Like I don't ride with them burners go bur rum ba bum bum
What the fuck is y'all on,
ogarnąć i zerwać z wywłoką kontakt
Przestań wyć na zwrotkach o tym że byś prawie umarł
Powiedz to dzieciakom których starzy chleją denaturat
Wbijam chuja w
That's new Jiby on the beat
I'm machine
When they talk about me
I get angry
Cause I gotta kill all my enemies one by one
When I shoot em in the head
life a lot harder in the future
But just hear me out here
If you knew my trauma story
Then you'd know that I had less
I had Johnny by my side
And he
Flip minks when he ball
Chicks faint when he call
Big links in the mall
Got a hot crib, gold force
And this ain't by the falls
Bitch drinkin' my balls
She was stunned by a young nigga
Woo woo
Now she warm like the sun hit her
Too cool
I just came with the drums hit in
Bum biddy bum
Better run from
Rhythm
Rum bupa bum ba rupa ba bum
Play away till you're numb
We're giving the drummer some
Bait for your back
The shit to unpack
On a train with no
Murphy's Law
Generation X—will I ever be your ex?
Flaws of a baby step', mauled by the mouth a bit
Pause, put me under stress, crawled under rocks,
Hey, yeah, I like this right here
Makes me feel free
It's got that, uh, you know
That bom, ba-dum bum, ba-da-da-da-da (Mr.)
Bom, ba-dum bum
Young Sam as joke bum
But stop cuz you
Can't joke the joker
The joke's on you
Don't get your hopes up
They won't come true
Goals get loads of mud
By folks
at the Offspring
Punched in the throat at the Nekromantix
Rushed by a gimp at Gwar
Kicked in the face at GBH
Crushed by a fat man at Something Fierce
Thrown by
For my whole life I've been taught to lock away my thoughts and mood in order to be accepted by social groups
I've been taught that letting go my
Not thrilled by a lotta Shit I'm quite the opposite
Cause it's trendy don't mean I gotta hop on it
Don't give acknowledgement or any sponsorship
Do
Biribibap biribibap
biribibap bam by
Smoothies nos fuimos de cumbia
Te voy a contar la historia de una hembrita
Que esta bien buena que esta bien
or hear
Na with you I feel care
Something wey sincere
I promise you my heart
I no go leave your side
I go stand by you
Till the day I die
Oh my God oh my
I rode down to Mechanicsburg
On a cold and wintery day
And I heard a tramp by the railroad tracks
And he had these words to say
I worked forty years
Absolute
Absolute
I blame the parents
Look at your offspring
You taught them that they were untouchable
Now all their dead bodies on me
Look in the mirror
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