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a horse apple, clinched by a horse between its jaws
Make a little fishy swimming in the blue crystal sea
Make me a pond scum eater, recycling everything

to get your fuckin throat slit
I wanna call Gus and hang you by your pedo wrists
This is not a threat, just a little wish
Also scammy fake mechanics do

bells ringing stuffing stockings 
Homes full of evergreen Santa's watching
Party downtown it’s a celebration 
Red, green, blue decorations
All

When opportunity knocks
When possibility calls
Take the bull by the horns
Grab life by the balls
You gotta take the reins
Break the rules
So

like there's no laces
But I'm not your cow
So I don't walk around with my tongue out
Got a little dough
So I can't walk around with my gun out
So I keep

the Benjamins, watch green just like Tennyson
No I'm not no Diamondhead but I enjoy the sediment
I want the Nina on me, no Earl Thomas
Heaters on my homies my boys

they attacking me
You took the bitch Benihana we got 2 for 20 right down at the Applebees
Put that on Thomas she still let me clap the cheeks
I will not

and shove
Looky there, over the trees, swooping down, carried by the breeze
A six feet long tail, golden-brown hair in a Mohawk
Green wings, a voice heavy in

of my family
Stuffed full of manufactured organs
Little green army men dancing to Sinatra
A variety of supernatural forces
Crohn's disease, I was

Talkin' Dirty
Written by Thomas Haden, Eddie Kilgallon, Don Gatlin


Under the hood of his black Corvette
Covered in grease, oil and sweat
Lookin'

Yo I'm to the mic like what putin be to russia
I stab em wit a knife we be shootin mf s
Bounty hunt make your county pump was little a teen 
wearin

to blue
There are more hats in Team Fortress 2
Than there are real forts in the whole EU
'Fort Boyard' took 56 years to complete
So by the time that it was

the game where you guess if inventions were made by Black. 
We are here with our guest Ms. K. cre you ready to play
I am ready, as the kids say.. No Cap 
Ok,

Yeah, uh, bitch, I'ma lay him down Catch that nigga, walk him by himself
I'ma walk him down, niggas think they tough Yeah, boy, watch your fucking

never stand still
Chase birds, dodge pianos and falling anvils
Jaws snorting now and laters, apple, cherry
Grape with green grass roots to
Float

The apple don't fall far from trees your beauty is clever
I'm begging you please stay don't run away sign by yours truly 
I'm fading away

Girl you

just looking through some pictures of my new Porsche
Would you like to see them
Here's my favourite
You can see it is in apple green and features

“The Man is carried in naked by two bearers who drop him on the platform with bestial, stirring brutality. The Man wriggles… His flesh turns

right now
Gods green grass leaves me 
High above the ground
Puffin, pound after pound
Around and around
We puff around
Shii, what's that sound?

Whas tha

we pray Amen
Whole time I thought you would get taken out  by crooked cops
Not a faulty heart that I gave you tryna stop
So many meets you would think

County fair
We walk by they all stop and stare
Cuz she’s the candy apple queen
Miss Tennessee

If you think she’s pretty you outta see her
Hair pulled back

Fuck Them

Method Man

Immobilarity

1999

through
To blaze neighbors
Meet mark and pardon me to heat mark
A dutch spark it
Lex Leonardo arts profit
Apple cranberry mixed with crystal
Fan worry

Had green apples
But the red seeped in
Evil ways
I had I to see em
Had to stock more than just the reefer
Big mistake
Good Karma leaves me
Where I’m

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I'm stealin' bread when I should be sippin' wine