Lyrics:
Had to go and put my soul in this
Put my whole fucking soul in this
You got tomorrow
It's Crazy, I been surviving in modern times
Influenced by
everything
I gave you everything
Broke my bones
Shed my soul
Just to see the bottom of you
I never noticed the knife
The darkness inside your eyes
I'm just
My life a dvd, I watch it play right before me
The quality a little fuzzy I'm lacking hd
The thought of thinking, now I got the fucking heeby jeebs
My life a dvd, I watch it play right before me
The quality a little fuzzy im lacking hd
The thought of thinking, now I got the fucking heeby jeebs
I’m addicted to the bottom dollar
I just pray this bad habit doesn’t fall upon my daughter
I’m addicted to the bottom dollar
When I get the world,
ugly shoes
Ah would knock em the fuck out, take em to hospital, oouu
You could diss me at your own risk
I'm dangerous, type my name then slit your own
(Aye) I fell low to the bottom of the ditch (too low)
Lost souls in the bottom of the ditch (hey bra)
Found gold in the bottom of the ditch(show
with life its sweet
You gotta scream
Scream it from your heart
Feel it from your soul
Scream it from your heart, if you mean it
Feel it from
K-H-J Los Angeles!
Portions of today's programming are reproduced by means of electrical transcriptions or tape recordings
You can hear the music
(Clip of old radio broadcast:
[sung]KHJ Los Angeles!
[spoken] "Portions of today's programming are reproduced by means of electrical
is closin' in above lamps in your street
Lucifer goes walkin' down free to meet
Minutes pass so slowly by the hands on your clock
Heavens door don't
you could fuck wit Miguel I gotta code tho, split him
Look at your girl dead in her eyes and say "Fuck Dorothy dog"
I'm toto dissin'
But at this moment,
Your God Noah, you'll remember my Name.
Two by two into the ark you made
Following blindly every word you said
Sunk by the cost of a Biblical fallacy
Maximize; but you can take your bottom line and shove it
Gotta get away (gotta get away)
Gotta get away, but I need a little help tonight
What 'ya gonna
a heart without a beat
Mr Tin man
Toto without his bark
Can't speak man
Dorthy without her slippers
Can't Walk man
I spit fire to y'all souls
Every
Crabs in a bucket
Crabs in a bucket
Wanna see you at the bottom, don'tcha love it?
When they're hatin' so you hit 'em with the encores
Sendin'
you could fuck wit Miguel I gotta code tho, split him
Look at your girl dead in her eyes and say "Fuck Dorothy dog"
I'm toto dissin'
But at this moment,
soul, I a rebel soul, I a rebel soul)
And you got to face reality, the bottom will be dread, heavy like lead
And the jester will run out of time
Your
soul, I a rebel soul, I a rebel soul)
And you got to face reality, the bottom will be dread, heavy like lead
And the jester will run out of time
Your
nowhere to go but to feed on your soul
And then rise
Back to the tide
I'll feed off your lies
And watch your body drop
To the rocks at the bottom
Welcome
And during Y2K, I had a bootleg DVD watchin' Friday (yay yay)
So what I'm tryna tell ya, "Pump yo brakes, respect your elders"
Baby-baby
I'm comin'
don't want to be alone.. yeahhhheeeeee
Is there anything I can say to help you find your way
Touch ya soul, make ya whole, the same for you and I
Touch ya soul, make ya whole, the same for you and I (ohh, I)
There's not a minute that goes by that I don't believe (oh lord, lord, lord)
We can fly
clown ass round here
And tell your best joke
That’ll be the best way for you
To get your neck broke
Bottom, top shop niggas is
Puffin' the best Stoges
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