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Blow

Theory of a Deadman

Savages [Clean]

2014

But, don't listen to a word I say 'cause it don't really mean a thing
The world is full of hypocrites and I'm the f***ing king
It's not like I mean it

Influenced by some f***ing idiot
Wearing shoes on the wrong way ‘round
So where the f*** did basic education go
Common sense is a rarity now

Leased cars,

A hay-filled scarecrow for you to f’ing stab, 
Or a nameless tomb to engrave your name on the slab, 
Don’t brag, 
Conceit is just a poisoned good, 
A feeling

the mirror and…What the F…ing Idiot



That were first words when I see myself

And I also said ”What the Hell”

At that moment I understand everything

My

Missing You

Green Day

¡Tré! [Clean]

2012

hard
When I’m missing you

I’m missing you
I’m missing you
You’re not around
And I’m a f***ing disaster!
I’m missing you

Corporate America is F-ing up the rap game
While we argue about which rapper got the phat chain
You real gangster you pulling out your gat man
The real

Corporate America is F-ing up the rap game
While we argue about which rapper got the phat chain
You real gangster you pulling out your gat man
The real

Corporate America is F-ing up the rap game
While we argue about which rapper got the phat chain
You real gangster you pulling out your gat man
The real

an idiot if you're giving up your masters free

Corporate America is f-ing up the rap game
While we argue about which rapper got the phat chain
You real

Hip Hop Warning

Chamillionaire

H-Town to the A-Town

2007

I won't let it master me
You're an idiot if you're giving up your masters free
Corporate America is f-ing up the rap game
While we argue about which

F'ing up the game
The originators didn't survive rappers really your bastards
And the Phantom Rolls Royce is really your caskets
A bunch of babies

F'ing up the game
The originators didn't survive rappers really your bastards
And the Phantom Rolls Royce is really your caskets
A bunch of babies

to force it. (Brrr!)
All you need to do, is come out the closet
We all know how you really are, I don't why you stuntin',
GOD! Seriously!? Will you f***ing

Nobody f***ing with you
U twenty out of ten

I’ll never forget you
Always be riding with ya
Be my royalty 
Give you everything you need

Ain’t nobody gon'

it's not fitting
I can't talk to you now so goddammit I'm ditching

Gotta run, I'll miss you a ton
Thanks for this talk it was so f***ing fun
I'm just

dancing
Even your dog is dancing
Everything is dancing
What about you
What about you
What about you
What about your a**
Yeah your mother f***ing ass
You

I was born in a country built on nepotism 
Stuck in the 4th f’ing century in its anachronism
South to North it amazed me with its fundamentalism 
If

like your Best friend
We have been f-ing
She like my inventions
And don't get defensive
We so expensive
Thank god for pensions
swimming like some

that? I meant recipe You don't wanna see me if I went back to KB
Cause I wreak havoc on the whole f***ing city Blocks squatted off and it wouldn't be

to keep my cool
Don’t matter I don’t care what you’re listening too
And over my vision it’s so hazy
When your soul bleeds it drives you f***ing crazy
All

knocker
And if I like what I'm seeing I shove my bell backer
Now baby you know who I be
It's the F-ing J and G
Type of the flow so crazy amazingly flavory

sadistic

Led to the slaughter house 
Hand in hand in complete ignorance 
This f***ing arrogance, will cost you your life 
Your pathetic lives

Living in our

is home
It only makes sense I'm more complete when I'm with you
Time blurs late but sleep's not an issue
And you're so F-ing boring that it hurts

They hacked away the King
And took his f***ing gold
Upon his dying breath
Old Boru struck a deal
With the fairy goddess Danu
Who spoke with outward zeal