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. With the bullshit they pull, cause they full of * too. When a dude's gettin bullied and shoots up his school. And they blame it on Marilyn (on Marilyn). And the heroin. Where were the parents at
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. With the bullshit they pull, cause they full of * too. When a dude's gettin bullied and shoots up his school. And they blame it on Marilyn (on Marilyn). And the heroin. Where were the parents at
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dining. Cloning while they're multiplying. Fashion mag shoots. With the aid of 8 dust brothers Beck, Hanson. Courtney Love and Marilyn Manson. You're all fakes. Run to your mansions. Come around. We'll
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loves me when I wake up. Who thinks I'm beautiful when I'm looking *** up. I want the perfect love, am I asking too much. Someone who shoots for the stars. Knowing I think I'm never good enough. I need
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said the pistol is the devil's right hand. . The devil's right hand, the devil's right hand. Mama says the pistol is the devil's right hand. . Me very first pistol was a cap and ball Colt. Shoots
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message shoots through. And it says to you Love when you can. Cry when you have to. Be who you must that's a part of the plan. Await your arrival. With simple survival. And one day we'll all
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message shoots through. And it says to you Love when you can. Cry when you have to. Be who you must that's a part of the plan. Await your arrival. With simple survival. And one day we'll all
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At the doors of Babylon, You are my Zion,. Pacing Tiger, The keeper's cage,. Invisible light shoots from your eyes,. A sign I can see from my high rise, Another castle crumbles, another monkey
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man's reaching for his trousers. Shoots him full of thirty-eight holes Mr. Saturday night special. Got a barrel that's blue and cold. Ain't good for nothin'. But put a man six feet in a hole Big
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man's reaching for his trousers. Shoots him full of thirty-eight holes Mr. Saturday night special. Got a barrel that's blue and cold. Ain't good for nothin'. But put a man six feet in a hole Big
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man's reaching for his trousers. Shoots him full of thirty-eight holes Mr. Saturday night special. Got a barrel that's blue and cold. Ain't good for nothin'. But put a man six feet in a hole Big
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The heart is a bloom. Shoots up through the stony ground. There's no room. No space to rent in this town You're out of luck. And the reason that you had to care. The traffic is stuck. And
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you can bead jobs! knotted nylons! bamboo canes! three unreleased recordings of Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young fighting in the dressing-room of the Fillmore East! Why, 'n enchilada wrapped with pickle
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-ta. Follow me and join us as we pray. To the seventeen moons of Kunga Delray Walked in the lunchroom chantin' spells. With bamboo bitches and voodoo bells. Got my own food, who wants some?. I got
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I loved your edge. 'Cause it was you who talked me down from jumping off the ledge. Your earrings bamboo. Your long nails too. Your bmw, everytime you came through. You was the brave heart you
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slaves for majesties. Modern waves of tragedy. Packing a to pience colt pair of shoots. A shiny grey mexican suit. The blue eyed traffic can sashay by. 'Cos tonight the sailor boys have hit Shanghai
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. 'Cause when the blood begins to flow. When it shoots up the dropper's neck. When I'm closing in on death You can't help me now, you guys. And all you sweet girls with all your sweet talk. You can all
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give up. Just don't be afraid to leave. Health insurance rip off lying FDA big bankers buying. Fake computer crashes dining. Cloning while they're multiplying. Fashion shoots with Beck and Hanson
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. 'Cause when the blood begins to flow. When it shoots up the dropper's neck. When I'm closing in on death You can't help me now, you guys. And all you sweet girls with all your sweet talk. You can all
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just a pair of tumbling dice. And the outcome of these * shoots is hard to see So what if I came knocking?. So what if I came knocking?. So what if I came knocking. On your front door tonight, aha
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. 'Cause when the blood begins to flow. When it shoots up the dropper's neck. When I'm closing in on death You can't help me now, you guys. And all you sweet girls with all your sweet talk. You can all
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night and then you see a light. And it comes right down and lands on the ground. And out comes a man from Mars. And you try to run but he's got a gun. And he shoots you dead and he eats your head
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haffa worry. You need a real Jamaican bamboo yaa dig that. Laggies. Nothing like you coconut lover. Talk to me girl} You looking for a man to make you lose control. A man who when you need a friend
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your crew is mafo heat. Put the poison in your tea. And kill the toad, But I'll be back with the centipede. I'm on some new technique, drunken bamboo. Awoo hoo a hoo, I'm taking all crews what
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. So all I hear is the complaints and bickerin'. Radios, studios, photo shoots. She think I'm fuckin' every girl that say I'm oh so cute, cute. Don't appreciate a man and you lose him. Worst thing to
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OK cool. And be back in lab. I do TV and magazines shoots shows. Then go right back. In the booth while. Running two labels that I own. Take care of the fam. And the crew whoa. Trying to shed some
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, time to take them mic skills. Back to the dentist and buy yourself . a new grill You pumpkin pie, . I'll jack-off in your eye. Climbing shoots and ladders, . while your ego shatters. But you just can't
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, time to take them mic skills. Back to the dentist and buy yourself . a new grill You pumpkin pie, . I'll jack-off in your eye. Climbing shoots and ladders, . while your ego shatters. But you just can't
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, time to take them mic skills. Back to the dentist and buy yourself . a new grill You pumpkin pie, . I'll jack-off in your eye. Climbing shoots and ladders, . while your ego shatters. But you just can't
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thang. Cheeesboiger What do we have for entertainment?. Cops kickin' gypsies on the pavement. Now the news has snapped to attention. Lunar landing of the dentist convention Italian mobster shoots a
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. Back to the dentist and buy yourself a new grill You pumpkin pie, I'll jack-off in your eye. Climbing shoots and ladders, while your ego shatters. But you just can't get away. Because it's doomsday
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momma pack stuck in this war. Zone, I been a bad boy puffin before combs; for sure homey strap like bamboo, there's nothin we can't do, it's tucked in my. Pants to, but this * scramble, * I em
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no more. Bamboo now. You got on some white boys, I feel you! And now you don't wanna light me up when you see me come through. We don't drink Henney no more? Oh, nah, you don't drink Henny white
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no more. Bamboo now. You got on some white boys, I feel you! And now you don't wanna light me up when you see me come through. We don't drink Henney no more? Oh, nah, you don't drink Henny white
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no more. Bamboo now. You got on some white boys, I feel you! And now you don't wanna light me up when you see me come through. We don't drink Henney no more? Oh, nah, you don't drink Henny white
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no more. Bamboo now. You got on some white boys, I feel you! And now you don't wanna light me up when you see me come through. We don't drink Henney no more? Oh, nah, you don't drink Henny white