Lyrics:
Es tut so gut
Ich nehm' dich mit, ganz genauso wie Freitagnacht
Ey, so 'ne Scheiße haben wir lang nicht mehr gemacht
Mach es nochmal, uh, uh, uh
Es tut so gut
Ich nehm' dich mit, ganz genauso wie Freitagnacht
Ey, so 'ne Scheiße haben wir lang nicht mehr gemacht
Mach es nochmal, uh, uh, uh
it, nigga wha? You want to playa hate nigga, wha?
Yea I'm Slip-n-Slide nigga wha? You betta give a fuck
Feel yo body penetratin' though ya gut
You
on the horizon
Call it stunned by our desperation
All our love wasted on what's over and done
You can tell everybody that we're nothing
Just a collection
Mortal dread masked by bravery
The faceless stand before us
Broken bones to be rattled and thrown
The herd of steel breaks through
Into the fray
wanna fuck with us, you must've had no common sense
I'll kill you then your guts get eaten up by Brotha Lynch
It's Strange Music so the competition
[Hook 1]
I don't want to be the one to get a millimeter in the gut
I want to be the one to hit em with another milla
Caught up in the middle
I'm
With a voice, telling you the bullet's direction
I'm talking murder, but that's another section
I need to explain by keeping my composure
There's no
In this town of men with big mouths and no guts
The pencil seller's dog, spooked by the explosion
Leaping under my wheels
As I careened out
Yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
What you know about that?
What you know about that?
What you know about that?
Ayy, don't you know I got ki's by
so guess what
Guess took the jigga, and jigged her in the gut
When you play with crime sometimes it's not too fly
Even though the goods look deceiving
with big mouths and no guts,
The pencil seller's dog spooked by the explosion
And leapin' under my wheels as I careered outta longwood on my way
THE STRENCHED GUTS
BODIES FLYING
MERCILESS MESSIAH
AND WHEN THEY BURST
PIECES WITH EPILEPSY
HALLOWED BY THE CRYPTIC SAINT
OBEDIENCE – GENESIS DECAY
DECAPITATED
your ignorance
Abusive to your kin
You're selfish and I hate your guts
You really are the worst
For making me sit by
And watch while they hurt
I watched
and make this last forever
But that'd be way too easy
It's gotta burn gotta hurt
Gonna your stomach queasy
Like a punch to the gut
You're my drug and I'm
everything that's on your mind
Tell me everything tonight
Oh maybe then I'll get the guts to say
I'm enthralled by every breath of yours you take
So cold out
it by 30
And if these nigga's talkin' on me
Won't hurt to do 'em dirty
I pull up sippin' on 40oz
While I'm grippin' on my .40
And if I catch these
Baby, you so special, you a diamond in the disguised
Baby, you know I'ma playa', but you stay here by my side
I done fucked up off the drugs when I
then
It ain't such a bad dream either.
Walking to a club
I've been completely degraded by chasing publicity
Degraded, yeah, I'll never go back, I know
really really really turned me out
He really really really got to gut me
He really really made me scream and shout
He really taught really me how
by the witches of your town
Midnight is here, prepare your corpse
You will be the mother of the satan's son
Drunk by the blood of thy unholy lord
Hurt
Be
Behold
Behold
The images should make you scream
Desensitized by what you've seen
You revel in the filth of fiends
A product of the Hate Machine
Some days I just want to up and call it quits
I feel like I'm surrounded by a wall of bricks
Every time I go to get up I just fall in pits
My
by your gizzard then down by your liver
Rooter by the tooter gut you like flipper
Dipper y'all better treat me like the skipper
Head trigga the heir
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