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of this
Get pissed get real get over it get it over with
The world's my oyster soup bowling ball of wax museum

Cannibal dog house plan be happy
Braille animalia
Molemen navigate for sailors
Stars negate creative failures
Pants romance taken by tailors

Holy Moses, Hokey Fright
Like ghosts into
Hard work, low pay, tired aching back
Earning by the sweat on my brow
12 full hours in this man-made hole
Doin' what they taught me how
Beauteous rot!

Legions of sex slaves have flocked in my calls
You are the most grotesque of them all
Warts and protrusions the beg for the grave
braves are down by two
Grab a seat and keep your big mouth shut
And don't ruin it for the rest of us
You missed bowling season

Butch blew a perfect
of fries
Suddenly I'm bowling on the Starship Enterprise
I fall down a hole and that's when I realize

I am stuck in a closet with Vanna White
I'm stuck in
The yearbook advertised for months, but when it’s said and done
Crissie bought six, the third most of anyone
Alvin got “Your Faith in Me” by Jessica Simpson
humor in it no more, you know
I'm rollin' with a swollen bowling ball in my bag
You need a fag to come and tear a new hole in my a**
You better love me
chased by those lights
Only the light's lime, and my mic's on
And my time is none, because I'm writing more
I don't hear to meet a soul in this business
yeah well that's cool, check it out
Me and you we been down for while, right?
We been here and there we been pretty tight
Something happened last night
humor in it no more, you know
I'm rollin' with a swollen bowling ball in my bag
You need a fag to come and tear a new hole in my a**
You better love me
rolling with a swollen bowling ball in my bag
You need a fag and tear a new hole in my ass, you better love me, bitch

[Chorus]

[50 Cent]
My buzz is
rolling with a swollen bowling ball in my bag
You need a fag and tear a new hole in my ass, you better love me, bitch

[Chorus]

[50 Cent]
My buzz is
by The Joker
Lorraine said I never can leave her
She'd sever my wiener I ever deceive her

Fuck that shit, bitch
Give up my dick for pussy, I'd be
the street from Jerry's Bait shop
You know the place
Well anyway, back then life was going swell and everything was just peachy

Except, of course, for
miles of hell called Wolf Creek Pass. Which is up on the Great Divide?

We was settin' there suckin' toothpicks, drinkin' Nehi and onion soup mix, and I
unstainable 
I chew rocks 
Slipe wit type digital soup deflect bullets 
Black hooded surrounded by forty acres of wooded 
Land, like my cousin dusty dirty
unstainable 
I chew rocks 
Slipe wit type digital soup deflect bullets 
Black hooded surrounded by forty acres of wooded 
Land, like my cousin dusty dirty
You need a fag and tear a new hole in my ass, you better love me, bitch

I just want to love, for the rest of my life (I don't love you, bitch)
I
cause I'm comin' along
And I can supersoak the hole by the end of the song

[Female]
Don't help me
Don't touch me
Don't love me

[Monoxide]
She
of the woods came more robots by the dozens, 
Daddies, mommies, aunts, and uncles, grandmas, grandpas, and cousins? 
Whole robo-families, thirsting for blood.
by The Joker
Lorraine said I never can leave her
She'd sever my wiener I ever deceive her

F*** that s***, b****
Give up my dick for p****, I'd be
miles of hell called Wolf Creek Pass. Which is up on the Great Divide?

We was settin' there suckin' toothpicks, drinkin' Nehi and onion soup mix, and I
ever loved anybody
Loved anything, loved anyone
Than you'll feel me.

[Chorus]
Your baby got a hole in it
I fill it up
She get turned on by all my
loveable

I was laying bricks in a line
Yap full of dog toy
Picturing a life beyond that of a protocol joy
Bleep bloop boy ox boycott pea soup
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