Lyrics:
Wanna make a mess tyrannogorus rex in the flesh obsessed with the gore and flesh
Gore in full effect, I’m shredding out your head
You’re dead by
aboarded by a horde of pirates from the cove
I swore that I was born to ride those colors, I was like a trope
Proved that I could do it, I was smooth
I
Slammed the door cuz I was mad that you said
I couldn’t go to my friend house that day
I had to stay in
And eat dinner with the family
Chorus
I
to choose grace
You ain't had thought, that I too, think
Still waitin on calls back by the way
Relating to jobs that I had craved
Will they send a dashed wire
The girlies on standby
Waving just to say "Hi"
"Did you stop?" No, I just drove by
Kept on, pursuing to the next stop
I busted a left
And I'm heading
on standby
Waving just to say, "Hi"
Did you stop?
No, I just drove by
Kept on pursuing to the next stop
I bust a left and I'm heading to the next block
tossed out
On that pizzacks
Slammed to the pavement
For a fizz (JEALOUS!)
Never really cool wit me
Hoes ya gotta put em up
Backstabbers and downers hold ya
on the sheets
Awoken by the morning bird
We'd buy the Sunday newspapers
And never read a single word
People they ain't no good
People they ain't no good
People
so I'm thinking rape
Shouldn'ta had her curtains open, so that's her fate
Leavin' out her house, grabbed the bitch by her mouth
Drug her back in,
She was the prom queen, the world was hers
With a wave of her hand, whispered words
Hearts broken by her abilities
Addicted to the sweetness
Looked Sally in the face and decked her in the (eye)
Punched her in the belly and stepped on her (feet)
Slammed the child on the hard concrete
The bitch
Billy slammed on his coaster brakes, said
Anybody wanna go to Greasy Lake
It's a mile down on the dark side of Route 88
I got a bottle of rosé let's
And said, "Welcome to the disease there's no cure for"
Bitch, I love you, but now you gotta die
I chased her through the door but she slammed it in my eye
Droppin' jams that slammed on every radio program
And bam, got damn, look where I am
The first album, long live the kane, it sold
About umm aww fukkit it
held up Henry Ford.
And I don`t believe I want you a comin` `round here anymore. Ooh."
Jesse, he was hurt, boy, and he left there, and he slammed
Well, Billy slammed on his coaster brakes
And said, "anybody want to go on up to Greasy Lake?"
It's about a mile down on the dark side of Route 88
I
was next
And sittin' by the pole was a old ass man wearin' a Rolex
I took the shit and hit the bastard hard
Ripped his pants clean off his ass
on the sheets
Awoken by the morning bird
We'd buy the Sunday newspapers
And never read a single word
People they ain't no good
People they ain't no good
on the sheets
Awoken by the morning bird
We'd buy the Sunday newspapers
And never read a single word
People they ain't no good
People they ain't no good
cleared, stars are bright
Temperature's gonna fall tonight
In the park looking for a light
She's in a hospital gown
Underneath the stars, city by the sea
a blaze in the dark
Fire in the night
One by one, pictures gather round me
Where those moonflowers used to grow
Lost no more, spectres gather round here
straight pants
Chuffed to bits
Trying to tax me for ma tea
Ima blick you out at sea
Call that a Brixton tea party
By golly I'm quiet knackered
Getting
a lame I'm out here chasing glory
Glorious times immortalized by these glorious rhymes
The notorious mind
The story goes on and on and on
Glorious times
steal or borrow
It's time to do some pruning, double dip in the water
Symbolic practices that are governed by a character
Why you acting like a wolf, you
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