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uck that's Kirsty
White ting, mad uck that's Kirsty
White ting, mad uck she's dirty

Wicked and bad? What? Where? You're a baby goo goo goo ga ga ga

Armageddon Man

Black Flag

Family Man

1984

Yea?????

Nowhere to go?No place to go...
I?m real screwed up, my eyes are sore from smoking all that shit?
No place to go?
Bottomless heart, so big

flames
You better love your man
I'm in flames
Breaking through the gate
I ́m in flames
Rising like a saint
Picking up a pretty lass, with some dirty

Seven Silver Curses

The Fiery Furnaces

Remember

2008

under a dirty wool blanket 
In the basement of the morgue of Laretto hospital,
The silver teeth of a man killed by a jealous wife!

I wasn't always

Seven Silver Curses

The Fiery Furnaces

Rehearsing My Choir

2005

under a dirty wool blanket 
In the basement of the morgue of Laretto hospital,
The silver teeth of a man killed by a jealous wife!

I wasn't always

pissin' on his foes, R. Kelly, no women 
All he do is spit the dope shit, call 'em a coke kitchen
He be trippin'
See I jotted quick after dropping 'cid
With

broke and the system shut you down
By all means hustle for pay
I ain't a bad man
But I represent all the frustrated youth
That are stuck in their ways

it's okay
Man, I was dead, now you're there
I don't know who you are but I can do no less
Never asked for help, you came by yourself
You took my head, I

inside the game, it's too big
It's a tight fit never made a bad song
They don't come out of my lips
Got the game by the neck
Won't let go I got tight grip

less friendly
Ain't tryna R like Kelly
Why you actin like you sold ya soul, not how I roll
I'm up and chasing money in the Uber home, Uh
And you

The Bomb

Akinyele

Vagina Diner

1993

A bad young man from the Lefrack lands 
They say I got an attitude, that's rude 
Because I walked over Elvis' grave in some blue suede shoes 
PUNK, I got

caught like predators a prey behind the mask
The truest hit man day by day anonymous
Behind the scenes enclosed certified documents
We hack your soul like

and her friends in the telly
Up in her belly shits like some jelly
Bladder is full I might pull an R Kelly
That was just gross, doing the most
Crossing

god) 
R.i.p nip, I'm rockin puma
On God (on god)
Brokes a joke like bad humor 
On God (on god)
Turned fished scales to mad tuna
On God (on god)
..This

niggaz stinkin'
I'm the only allspring of a bad beam
Motivated by mad greed, I make the pad bleed
A bad seed from a rotten apple
Preacher talk shit get

me feeling Rich Porter
True say I might step with Harlem
I'm a hundred with gang
And by myself I'm spartan
Them man doing up bench
Cause they

feeling Misch Porter
True say I might step with Harlem
I'm a hundred with gang
And by myself I'm spartan
Them man there doing up bench
Cause they ain't

grab hold of they gun
They need hundreds of dollars but
They're holding the one
A single, while their children are hypnotized
By hard price commercial

& what’s really for show 
reality is deadly that life tatted on the belly 
we don’t get saved by the bell 
that’s reserved for Zach & Kelly 
when life gets

you can see exactly who you are against

You want it bad, I want it more
Sorry I had to settle the score
You want it bad, I want it more
Sorry I

this shit can get heavy
All about my cash, nigga swear I’m Ed, Edd, and Eddy
I haunt your dream like I'm Freddy
I bet you’re pissed like R. Kelly
Now I

the root of the problem//
“Proud Boys, stand back and stand by”
Everything out that man’s trap was a damn lie
He ain’t give a crap, nigga, if your fam died

(How are we gonna make a 'New Jazz' album without any Jazz?)
(What's Jazz?)
(What is Jazz?)
Fuck it
New Jazz, Bad Bitches
New Jazz, Bad Bitches
New

her back, lets get it

Cos them man cap with a snapback
Got a new girl, with a fat back
Preeda mad mad, they are sad sad
I swear that they want me