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All Hotties Eat the Jizz

Necro

Gory Days

version of Mrs. Garrett
My speech is arrogant as I get sucked simultaneously
by J.R. Carrington and Christaro Barrington
Shove my dicky in Nikki Lynn

the dead
I'm reminiscing as I lay up in my bed by myself
Always kept a smile even with declining health
He taught me that my family is the true wealth
My God

dons wan' come, let dead pum fly
I be in the dad's room, my young G's side
(Da) hus, Ratman, Peak and Megs (Da)
I just linked Ratman, he smashing out Z's

American
Accents by accident b
Batter babbling battlers with a
Bag of batteries
Ban these bias blaggers because
They're badly backwards b
Batty bible bashers

Maniac, m-m-Maniac, Maniac serious
J-m-e hold tight all the guys
That ain't waiting around
Ain't wasting no time, yeah
Hold tight Leroy, yeah?

Xans and a 9
Chopper singing just like Mary J Blige
Stay with a hitter just like Bonnie and Clyde
In the trap, serving chicken no fries
I don’t do

I start the night with a 175
And by the end of the
Party I'm probably barely alive
I'm probably spittin on your floor
Ain't no way I could drive
So if

you just
Take the lead
And i hope
That one day the stars would align, maybe by then you'll be mine
But for now i'll just be leaving this song for you

Chodzę w iks iks el słucham WuTang Clan
Dead Prez Boot Camp Clik Boom Ba Yay
HAD Hades moje imię żaden nick internet
To nie piąty element nie jedz

a child don't get hurt
The worlds a fucked up place and we getting murked
By the universe 
Everybody eventually end up in a hearse
Not dead and gone but

D's I'm loving what you do to me
Dead my old ways need a euology aye

She from the section throw it up she got the wocky in her cup
She put my glocky

Yo, ay, yo, yo, ay, ay, focus, focus, focus, focus, ay, ay, focus lost but it's always been gone
Had it then and had it for long, got surrounded by

dead on arrival

But I'll be OK, nigga we doin' some fraud, you got B-O-A
We in the courts right now, that's a D-O-J
Tell a bitch a joke, DL Hughlay
In

got me thinking 'bout them times we dipped
Sitting in that caravan just thinking ways to dead that prick
And the shit just ain't the same, I need

Kick it!
I gave props to the Beastie Boys while we were making out,
It was my favorite song by them.
You told me I do not care,
I promise you that "I

And totally alone.
Dead battery in me phone
Just the groans of post surgery fear,
Nobody here will speak to me,
All I find out is I'm in Belgium and had

the rock is unbroken 
On this revelation I'll build my love 

And I'll give the keys to the kingdom 
To you who receive the Son
The keys to the kingdom are

and till this day i rock you
your my girl, and your the one
thats always been around
when i needed love, you held me tight,
you kissed me through the night.

when
we chill consumed by hooters that truly make me bounce
on her filth (ha, ha, ha).
Fireplace fondling fingers in your fun house growlin
out mother

the trend
From evening to AM my friend
I wish I could stop, I'm just so damn dependant

Haven't been home for a minute and I'm wiped out
Getting older by

I'm not a person of my words anymore
I exist inside a dream that was started by a child that now 
lives inside of me
I can't play anymore
I'm falling

Well, you've got the gangsta rappers cruising in their low riders
They're kitted out by the very best designers
Got all the booty women and they're

important
If we are dead or alive

Awake me from this "planet hell"
The signs are clear
They are leading us
To change the world
Our way I right

Now the time

of the dead



'Tis the sound of the tempest

That drowns us out



A cremation ground

Ensnared and murdered by flames

The protruding tongues

Lick