Search results for 'Mortar Mount Leg'

X
Everyday
Everyday
Everyday

Everyday
Everyday
She put the water for the bucket o
I'm a caffeine she get sexy bowle leg o

With e forehead o
She go

floatin' like a body
This tank we drop must've cost the lottery
Mortar just deployed way down
Shit's bouta blow the ground
Halo droppers never see
Murkin'

Googley eyes for a gorgeous chick
Ordered down some ordinance
More than ordinary
Suavé summon sorcery
Launching mortars with orchids in it
Disproportionate

Start jumpin' to the rhythm
Shake it all down
Better watch yourself

Whenever he comes around
He thinks he's got a way with women
He hikes his legs

Black Wings

Tom Waits

Bone Machine

1992

and horses
And the fenceposts in the moonlight look like bones

Well they've stopped trying to hold him
With mortar, stone and chain
He broke out of every

and he skipped a bit
I Roped a Leg and I yelled oh shit, be a long ride home after floating that check

I got the one leg blues, the one leg blues

50k dolls
Even me don put my squad on call
All of them don mount their G
If hand meet Rufus
Omo dem go Bring am down
Normally you know say na we get

about that lame side
You
You get that game cause
You ain't about that fame life
You wanna 
You wanna come count this
You wanna come mount this
I got

When sleep for my bed yeah
Waka with my leg
My friends Dey drive Benz
Them pack all the girls
Them no even send
Them no even send yeah

You know say I

percentage
My spit so Olympic
My aim Mount Olympus

See me slightly limping when that
Record get to spinnin
Never smoking on that brown grass
No boy I need my

fuck with The Lorax
Drill to your head and then I pour in some Borax
These 7.62's tear open your thorax

I'm droppin' bitches like a god-damn mortar
Deep

wound.
[Headbutts Arthur in the chest]
ARTHUR:  Look, stop that.
BLACK KNIGHT:  Chicken!  Chicken!
ARTHUR:  Look, I'll have your leg.  Right!
[whop]
BLACK

from a orphanage 
I'm fortunate master-mix water and some  mortar make castle bricks 
Passionate kill you first then its netfliks and chicks cross-fit

reload

At it again, always get back with the pen
Wrap up the package with friends, happy to wrack up the wins
Attack, throw the ax and it spin, now mount

I'm gone to do something different cause I want more and you want less
She gone buss it out buss it open open legs
Bend that ass over for the dough for

a hook for the mount
Hear the flicker of the gas to the mouth
Graze my dinner in the middle of the drought
Take the winner in the ranks and the bout

on repeat
We don't speak. We just listen to the melodies 
Music to the ears, and now we switching gears
I mount you, then I grind 
Up and down, you slip

filled the air
Thought not a single soul was there on mount despair

The sky collapsed with the weight of scarlet clouds
And so my feet began to run

Now dis is di traveling way
Traveling Style
My God is a
Song by daddy U Roy
Say love is not a gamble
Your love aint got no joy
Hey
Come shake yuh leg

the pack
One smack I was laying on my back
Yo I never could forget that beating
Uh walked home with a limp that evening
Leg broke and my head swole,

first
She claiming that a nigga bomb, like I just dropped a mortar
Cause I’m digging her, cut to the chase, don’t cut no corners
You better cut the check,

bag now
I'm ready, so lift your legs up (Legs up)
What you doing?
I'm leaving, you wanna be alone
Well I'm sorry
Didn't mean it, let's work it out (In

a winnable fight
Pitiful right?
Can you really call it living
When you living like this
Will my legs give if I live and
I list what I miss when I'm less
Second

dreads

Arm, Leg, Leg, Arm, Head

We aint talking Jordans,
When we talk Inftareds

Im teaching my students 
How to get bread

I am a prophet I feel like