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Albums:

Blues is Killin' Me: Chicago Blues, 1951-1953 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Blues Is Killin' Me (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Killin' Time/Put Yourself in My Shoes (Clint Black) · Us Killin Us (Crazy) · Killin' Jive: Complete Recordings, Vol. 1 (1939-1940) (The Cats & the Fiddle) · Killin' Time (Clint Black) · I'm Killin' em (Kanary Diamonds) · Lady Killin' Cowboy (Tex Ritter) · Hard Time Killin' Floor (Skip James) · Industrial Fucking Strength, Vol. 4: Chillin Is Killin (Lenny Dee) – and 2 other albums »


a jerk
Oh man you're killin' me!
Hey man your killin' me!

He hangs out by the ladies room,
His pick up line is like the voice of doom.
"Hey baby do
you nasty
(Yo, go 'head, baby)

You killin' me, baby
(Go 'head, Heavy)
You killin' me, baby
(Ho 'head, Heavy)
Yo, you killin' me, baby
(Go
I know you see me watching you
And I see you watching me
'Cause boy your body's callin'
And temptation is killin' me

I know you see me watching you
the slow consumption
Killin' you by degrees
Lord, it's the slow consumption
Killin' you by degrees
Now, it's-a slow consumption
An it's killin' you by
the slow consumption
Killin' you by degrees
Lord, it's the slow consumption
Killin' you by degrees
Now, it's-a slow consumption
An it's killin' you by
it's the slow consumption 
Killin' you by degrees
Lord, it's the slow consumption
Killin' you by degrees
Now, it's-a slow consumption
An it's
the slow consumption
Killin' you by degrees
Lord, it's the slow consumption
Killin' you by degrees
Now, it's-a slow consumption
An it's killin' you by
Well, I ain't saw no whiskey
The blues made me sloppy drunk

Well, some said it was beans, some said it was greens
But it's slow consumption killin
Step by step you been leaving any day now you'll be gone
Leaving me with your mem'ry and I'll miss you for tears to come

And it's killin' me
it's the slow consumption 
Killin' you by degrees
Lord, it's the slow consumption
Killin' you by degrees
Now, it's-a slow consumption
An it's
the dough and think about me
Oh yeah

Do re mi fa so la ti
Lets get together and make whoopee
A b c d e f g
Cupids shootin' arrows straight by me

Do
Twiztid, serial killin' juggalos

[Monoxide Child]
I was born an accident, off the ripper
Free spirit but a mind drifter
Vampire labeled me the blood sipper
the slow consumption
Killin' you by degrees
Lord, it's the slow consumption
Killin' you by degrees
Now, it's-a slow consumption
An it's killin' you by
Consumption
I get down on me knees
Consumption
I get down on that knee
I seem to be mistreatin' killin' me by degrees

Consumption
Pour me one you please
this
Gotta be in it to win it
I never come lame, type killin' in the game, music

Raised by game where niggas ain't fazed by fame
Come to the crib, get
the real docs of death
Killin' millions til they're last breath
Got no right to be dead ass wrong
Killin' me softly with your songs

Bring the noise
toca;
quedarme sin ,
no me toca.

Todavía no me toca

by cuitron (montevideo,uruguay)
should I never roll
Cant hold it gotta let it go
Though that I knew you'll never know

Yea yea
Listen babe

Let me start by saying that
The way I feel for
Do-re-mi-fa-so-la-ti
Let's get together & make whoopee
A-B-C-D-E-F-G
Cupid shootin' arrows 3 by 3
Do-re-mi-fa-so-la-ti
Forget about the do-re & think about me
Do-re-mi-fa-so-la-ti
Let's get together & make whoopee
A-B-C-D-E-F-G
Cupid shootin' arrows 3 by 3
Do-re-mi-fa-so-la-ti
Forget about the do-re & think about me
of town
And it started me thinkin' 'bout a mystical ladder
That's as high as these walls and I'm climbin' it rung by-why are you-ung

[Chorus x2]
should've treated you right, I should've been by your side
But damn, I slept and let you catch somebody's eye
Now I can't even lie, it's killin' me inside

I
Querencia
By Luis E. Aute

Que duro es quererte así
Contigo pero sin ti
Amando tu cuerpo
Pero tu a años luz de mí

No quiero saber porque
the law on us
They want us in jails, with bails too high to bond, but am I the Don?
Shit, I'll be out by the morn', word bond
My game is on lock, till
a murder after midnight

(There's gonna be a killin after midnight)
(You can say this one's a murder by a lunatic)

Say what?

3 or 4 minutes