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(Mosey-Mosey, you made this?)

I fuck that bitch, then I'm out (Out)
Shе suckin' me up on the couch (Lil' bitch)
She lovе puttin' pills in her mouth

You don't even notice it
You don't even understand the words that
Are coming out of my mouth
And 'til you have been sick
You will never thank God for

I want my P in your V
Want you to S on my D 
Gotta J Off on your T's
Then FYI I wanna F your A

OMG!
Just stuff your mouth with my Bs
Don't LOL at my

to rescue her, but I was captured and detained (Um --)
There I met Red XIII, a talking lion with a mane (Cloud --)
The president of Shinra was shot by

dreams

Fraternal abuse and power
Executed upon the weak
Impaled black flies twitching
Squashed into my ears, nose and mouth
Suffocating, salty hands

Divine intoxication
By those who rule your nation
On trial, powers embraced you all
Veils of deception
Foul mouths spew corruption
They all

from their caves

To track them's unwise
But some people try
Won't be fooled by disguise
Better cover your eyes

Take to the night en masse
Like some

busy, keeping your mouth shut your rhymes are cheap, they undercut leavin' you I shock, keeping the barz in lock my barz will be hittin' you fast feelin’

I don't be giving these niggas the time of day but I keep a couple at my disposal
Told him don't open yo mouth when you with me unless you gone eat

you, guess I’ll call you on the cellular
Call you up or call you out
Them niggas wanna smut you out, I smut that mouth
I turned up shutdown, my niggas

Lifeless eyes with no reflection
Stare into a void direction
We'll do without a face or name
Strangers by twilight
Head in hands you'll be polite

My blood has staled in my mouth
The snake releases its own tail
My eyes pool and blacken as they drill the mortal shell
Their dilation exhales

Well my heart isn't bound by tradition
But I don't know what to trust in my condition
Cause there's so many strands to tie together
But it always

fills my throat
Shaking hands by my sides
You couldn't tell I wasn't fine

You dropped me in to a hole
Hole, hole
You dropped me in
Hole, hole
You dropped

ale nie stępi tych kłów
Ja nie lubię typów, nie lubię typiar
Shut your fuckin' (mouth!)

Ktoś wyrwał mi serce, krew trysła na kartkę
Młody raper chce

I swear you told me once that you hated your hands
But you could write them off
In my thighs, my chest, my mouth
I swear I told you once
I could

on the east
Dick in her mouth, this bitch tryna eat
I ain't talkin' food, but she ate up the meat
Send her home to you, she can't come home with me
She

There is a summer in the bad midwest
Up where the photographs go
I go for motorbike wind face smile
I sing its take by sin

I met him sleeping

Are we forever destined to be
Another carbon copy   
Forever tainted by the faults  of our fathers fathers father
Can you believe that they were

Kiss My Bottay
Written By Paul Bailey, Ken Jackson

AH Sexy lady I've been watching you
The way strut your stuff I want to break you in two yeah
Tell

over-run by those of religious zealotry.
The vassals and lords who govern have been purchased and have sold our nationu0027s future and security and are no

As you lord over this
Collapse and catastrophe
Its hard to tell if your supporters maintain this presence
With larger numbers or larger mouths
If its

A bundle of nerves I am a vale of tears
I'm overwhelmed by the weight of all these years
You come in late this place is such a non-event
They are so

Universal river flows
Mouth into the soul
Forest of darkness
For whom the bell tolls

Changing times
The planet's alive
Changing times
I'm