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to entertain you

But we come to remind you (4 times)

When praises go up (4 times)

Kurt:(What happens)

Blessings come down

Kurt:(Come somebody open
intergalatic satellite data compress
But we can't feed the homeless
Then OJ's wack story unfolded
And everybody watched that while Oklahoma exploded
900 good
Seventeen now my mommy's gone
Can't wait till she come back home
Missing her face like dust till dawn, while she went away
Never think it be this long

I feel
So when I win my Grammy
You coming cause I do this for my family

[Chorus]

17 now my mommy's gone
Can't wait till she come back home
Missing
systems human freedoms now divide
Masters of mankind using a vile speech
I can't see through the fog of the endless deceit

[Chorus]

Street signs in
Sock ya like ? did Kurt Rambis 
Fax you that flight number, stand by frequency 
Don't mess with me 

Pontiac, GTO 
Pontiac, GTO 
Pontiac, GTO
Undead feast, as they tear upon your weak flesh
Terror builds at the thought of being dead
Prophecy of the wise men of old
Now comes true,
Undead feast, as they tear upon your weak flesh
Terror builds, at the thought of being dead
Prophecy of the wisemen of old
Now comes true,
Lets go

I can't make this up

(I ain't gotta write this shit down
fuck what they talkin' bout) because I can't make this up

When you getting
don't love you 
And if the shit come down 
Then you know your way around 
Rule Number Three 
Realize it ain't about size 
Or havin' gats and guns
fuck that voodoo moshing, bitch
You come and freak it with the real dead juggalos
So come on by and we'll cut your nugget off
So you get grave
Arabic first name
Disturbed by the fame just like Kurt Cobain
Breath of life, kiss of death, my lips pursed the same
You flirt 'til she came
Nothin' hurt
comes down and I'm still up on my feet

Still up on my feet and no ones listening to me 
And I cant let myself go cause everyone else is asleep
Still
viles like pancakes
To baseheads just like the one
That's sittin by the window starvin' for a fix
He spent his last 80 cents on fare
He raises up
Better co-operate
Or get saute'd and rotisseried while you're hog-tied
M-C's get so quiet you can hear a muh'fucking dog whistle while I walk by
'Colt
grown
So I can't b**** and moan, in a session gettin' stoned
So a n**** had to hop on a plane
A bus and a train, to try to come and talk and explain
drink in a masculine glass
You like piña coladas, getting caught in the rain
Or rocking flannels all summer like Kurt Cobain
Or that Dolce Gabbana with
Arabic first name
Disturbed by the fame just like Kurt Cobain
Breath of life, kiss of death, my lips pursed the same
You flirt 'til she came
Nothin' hurt
brain
The point where my head and neck connects is in flames
We've come a long way since the first mainframe
And there's more going on than computer
niggas in the looie

I can't spend over satchie that could buy me too much weed
As a Louie I need gooey cause the gooey's what I need

And they be
I cruise to my chevy shakin' these late nights
And soon a killah will thank me will come out again to take another life
I'm tired of hidin' form
right here
Westside in this motherf***er
Westside in this motherf***er right here
Westside in this motherf***er

Can't nobody stop us when we blunted
right here
Westside in this motherfucker
Westside in this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker

Can't nobody stop us when we blunted
Is anybody out there

I swear I feel so all alone, back down on my knees again
Hopin you can keep me strong, 'cause I can't hardly sleep tonight
Dust the gorilla till' they passed the Glock to Kong
And smacked around the ward and poured him a straight by Dr. Strong
Manic, depressed slashed chest