Lyrics:
me back a pace
Feel like a visitor from outer space
Please excuse me if I don't quite understand
I'm just a stranger in electric land
Willing
A needle, little prick shit
In a garbage bag
Oh my mind sick, oh my mind sick
Roll the time back
Time tick, let the time tick
While the bodies stack
Find me
like Jodeci
And stick a needle in my eye if I don't live and die for M.O.B.
And fuck your homeboys, nigga, we can drop the guns
I hit your block
put 'em on notice
If you know what I want, then yeah
Baby, don't you mind if I do, yeah
Exactly what you like times two, yeah
Got me singin', "ooh, ooh"
put 'em on notice
If you know what I want, then yeah
Baby, don't you mind if I do, yeah
Exactly what you like times two, yeah
Got me singin', "ooh, ooh"
I’ve written specifically for this song turned out to be not enough to cover the whole length of it. Please don’t judge me, I’m only trying to keep you
ripples in the calm
Low key chimes at the speed of a click click
Coaxing eye of a needle's prick prick
One sick mind stick me with a quick fix
Don't you
Her Licks
Divne And Dizzy That's Me
Don't Judge The Others How Others Judge Me
Sure,i'm Bent My True Colors Shine
Wacky By Nature Funny Valentine
I'm
and I'll be gone by the afternoon
Electric slide. How I'm sliding with that static though
I'm gone survive
If it's me or him, ima blast it though
And we got
she was there for her, cared for her
When I saw Les' she told me
I don't know myself
I don't know myself no more
Les' saying, "I got nothing
don't believe in me
All I can do is keep bumping the needle, till you thread with me
If you starve with me, then you gone get fed with me
That's just
youngin' in my other room, fuckin up my sheets
She tell 'em boy don't grab my hair because you're fuckin up my weave
I got a hundred bottles Ciroc boy
All
she finally talked to me later, she told me please don't hate her
But her mother didn't like me and she really didn't expect me
To move up to Boise,
bar out in Odessa
Dirty needles breaking all the old records
A hundred hoes, one shovel and some old treasure
Ole Zeke use teeth as a gold tester
the boys' room coolin' by the locker
All the girls in class know that I'm the cool rocker
Punk in the hall man I should of oughta hit him
Had the fresh
the boys' room coolin' by the locker
All the girls in class know that I'm the cool rocker
Punk in the hall man I should of oughta hit him
Had the fresh
talking to me
Cannot be phased by a bitch that don't have her own money, bitch get a degree
I do not pull no stunts on Twitter
That shit be looking like WWE
wrote off before, I got abandonment issues
I hold grudges like bad judges, don't let me resent you
That's not Nelson-like—you wann love me like Nelson
I
wasn't nothin' he could do about it, and the judge
Wasn't gonna look at the twenty-seven 8 by 10 colored glossy pictures with
The circles and arrows
surgeries
I still see you perfectly
Loved you since you rode the bus with me
When we was in out early teens
Party till the drugs low
But it don't effect her
the vitriol, inject the needle real slow
Until I fall asleep
But don't wake me up I'll just stay up in my dreams
It's been so long I didn't know it was a new
Hung in your room, swaying, hoping only that you'll see
All by myself, I'm alone in such poor company
The deeper I think, the deeper I seem to sink
I don't want your lonely mansion
With a tear in every room
I just want the love you promised
Beneath the halo'd moon
But you think I should be happy
a crab Rangoon, energy consume
Crash the Bilderberg conference room
With Quetzalcoatl aboard a mechanical serpent plumed
Electric Snakes
Earthquakes
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