me and you Nothing would be wrong with the ozon layer If nature could get rid of this two-footed betrayer The Lion should be king of all animals again
want t see my nuts?a?? I say: a??I don't want to see your nuts dude!a?? I got pretty sick of that animal, dude I thought, get the fuck out of here I'
on the neck of the game until I see it chokin' I hol' on for dear life, (I mean uh...) the flow is air tight an' the bars are bar none Regarded as the
I have to pull back a rag fast on that ass nigga He set the streets full wit jackals Racists, crackers and cannibals So it's understandable why I'm half man, half animal
do it I'm that thorough, plus I know my own flow is foolish So them rings and things you sing about, bring 'em out It's hard to yell when the bar-rell
all the right words to say Incredible, so incredible Break you down , make you pur like an animal You make me wanna lay you on the bar And give you
See me leanin' on the bar I got my head in a whiskey jar Feelin' good 'cos the city's alive I'm gettin' ready to rock and jive I get up slide across the
. I'm awesome, and I fuck dolphins. Sicker than a starving Nigerian kid's barf, and, Odd Future Wolf Gang, Nazi bar mitzvah with your sister at the bar
La citta del tango la citta del rock anime miste nei bar un istinto mi dice che ti trovero o forse mi troverai tu sono qui goccia nell'onda che va desaparecido
No one needs to know We're the plug and they're the socket Give us the juice and we'll go Can't you hear the choir now? Listen to the animals sing Can
up in the club everybody hit the fuckin' floor Lucky motherfuckers make it to the door 'Cause when I spit on mic's I spit raw Which cause confusion from the bar
flavor Timbs, hittin nothin but skins I gotta do something right now Aiyyo this life foul and my job just burns me out Plus this titty bar bitch, Hennessy
Get the fuck out motherfucker... Verse 1 Hey yo... When I step up in the bar, everybody hit the fucking floor, Lucky motherfuckers make it to the door
y escurrirme entre tus dedos porque ocultarlo ya no puedo yo contigo hasta el final de ti me mata tu instinto animal Bajada del cielo con cierta malicia
in dreams The sun goes down on a neon eon Though you'd have a job explaining it to Richard Coeur de Lion Animation, bar conversation, anticipation,
ain't all that bad. life ain't all that bad. Buck up litter camper, don't be sad. Maybe you could go hunting with ted nugent And see how many animals
footage of duct-taped lies Animal frequencies pinching deodorized nerves Cosmetic procedures on the cartilage of apocalypse Mannequin tycoons with airport piano bar
your dreams The tube is fitted in And there you are The tepid seditive Then a scream Hold your placard up Cold and coffee cup After go to a bar Hand