ten thousand horses, sable island, endless summer oh my god i'm hot to steal, beside myself and friendless number i ain't got no culture, nothing, dirty
Ma foix, my force, ma voix, my vows Gypsy Madonna, all your beauty's in your eyebrows Don't touch them, je fais le dernier parti, silently Finally. I
Fightin' with the neighbours and screwin' the wife Hip hop music ruined my life I bitch and I moan, I lie and I cheat Waiting for the night when I die
most people are curious some wanna get dirt on the centaur im famous I walk around with not shirt on the easiest way would be for you to lie face down
You ain't feeling me, until you feel what I feel I ride by myself, on one wheel, but I deal with the fact that you take, what you get and ignore, the
Black Angel Black Angel Black Angel Carry me down Jackets and shoes Pistols and pens Poor boy, feels like I ain't got no friends I wake up nervous Sunday
cheapen it It's a wonderful game for people of all ages and even for losers it's worth a try That's good morning and good bye [Buck 65] They sit in
to sunrise, sunrise to dawn I drop math in ya path and rock on Sunrise to dawn, from dawn to sunrise For you to try battlin me would be unwise 65 cause
I walk the earth quietly, by day carry a net. With no strings attached, to a magic marionette. See there's so little time left and yet there's so much
I can remember being seven years old Having goldfish that circuled around in a bowl I would watch the forest burn and listen to the wind blow I remember
a??Sleep offers me fortune, and wraps me in blankets/ revenge knows I'm starving and promises banquets/ liars will teach me that the ones that are tougher
a game worth winnin' from the beginnin' of the first inning. an essential day off since it's provincial playoffs, and i'm playin' shortstop, batting fourth
leave no stone uncovered for every ten took in you may find none with ten hours spend lookin but that's what makes a good score so rewarding even if you spend 20 bucks
Hey boys. I've come a long way Along in the sun and the rain What am I doing here? No-star hotel Wasting my wealth, telling myself to go to hell Arm
mmmm Food it puts me in a good mood it keeps me goin' When under strains ain't nothin worse than hunger pains Right there, start with light fair if
'll never pass inspection the vital sides been neglected calling off broken let me do the talking 'cause I'm calm and soft spoken and buck 65 interior
Oops, up on the wrong side of the bed I'm in a bad mood, brooding like Achilles type attitude Including a short fuse, shitfaced, and pissy pants, you
. Set the pager I gave you to vibrate, And then glue a magnet to the bottom of the pie plate. Give the kid ten bucks and show him how to light the torch