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Presents Jesus Life for Childrens Under 12 Inches (Kid Loco) · Grand 12 Inches, Vol. 2 (Ben Liebrand) · Big 12 Inches: Groovin' You (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Big 12 Inches: So Excited (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Grand 12 Inches, Vol. 5 (Ben Liebrand) · The Seven Inches (Lifetime) · Twelve Inches [Import] (Frankie Goes to Hollywood) · Seven Inches of Pleasure (Hutchinson, Hutch) · A Banggang 12 Inches Compilation (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Twelve Inches of Bananarama (Bananarama) – and 90 other albums »


The circle of bones has been sealed,
Prepared for these most ancient rites.
Three virgin cunts arrested by chains,
Gut them like pigs,
Let their
bitchin
It's 3 in the mornin take your old ass to sleep
The third time she's called the police this week
Lookin' at my Franck Muller, it's about that
That's what my customers call it
Grabbed two houses they jumped to like sixty eight by they self
Straight out the pot to the bag, they both weigh seventy
bitchin'
It's 3 in the mornin take your old ass to sleep
The third time she's called the police this week
Lookin' at my Franck Muller, it's about that
Kill me down by the shore 
I can feel it she is not here anymore 
Hear my call it's born by the breeze 
Tell me to where do I go? 

I would beg,
bitch
Keep coming by
I done fucked your bitch a hundred times
What the fuck your bitch got on her mind?
My fucking dick
I call her dickhead
Spicy
the torch on the porch,
She winked an eye

Reason it is written on the brambles
Stranded on the spikes my blood red, oh listen:
Remember those times I
held the torch on the porch,
She winked an eye

Reason it is written on the brambles
Stranded on the spikes - my blood red, oh listen:
Remember
Dear Drew,
You blew our flame away
It passed by so fast
I'm writing this song
Despite knowing how it will end.
I write blood covered words
With
advance
Blood of Bannockburn
Point of no return

Join the Scottish revolution
Freedom must be won by blood
Now we call for revolution
Play the pipes
Whats the procedures nigga, when you got a hammer in your mouth 
When you laid down and cry, when you stand up and die 
Like the man that I am, fireeee!
Yea! Hypnotize Minds, Jesus
Three 6 Mafia, Lyfe Jennings, goin' down
Life is beautiful man
But niggas don't respect niggas, you know what i'm sayin?
shrimp on my plate, look like dolphins [dolphins]
Pushin cookies in the soft ones
I can do better, by myself, not bad
Girl ate the whole thing if she call
but I'm on fire
(I'm tha King)
24 inches on my rims and tires

I'm tha King of the South, there is none flyer
(I'm tha King)
Sucker MC's outta call me
songs ok, but I'm on fire
24 inches on my rims and tires
I'm the king of the south, there is none flyer
Sucker MC's outta call me sire, you was on top
he'll marry the boss' daughter
A skinny-lipped virgin with blood like water
Who'll give him a peck
And call it a kiss
And look in his eyes through
delegates and panelists all representin they nationalism
And the battle inches on, every section separated
By eth-nic features decorated veterans deliverin
recognize
'Cause you had blood on your face
And I had blood in my eyes
But I could swear by your expression
That the pain down in your soul
Was the same
It's forty long years I have traveled
All by the contents of me pack
Me hammers, me awls and me pinchers
I carry them all on me back

Oh, my wife
intravenous
It’s war and we fighting for inches and millimetres
Try to stall the progress by killing off all the leaders
If we don’t give them martyrs no
at you 
You had a way so familiar 
But I could not recognize 
'Cause you had blood on your face 
And I had blood in my eyes 
But I could swear by your
and think 
I lose myself in a cradle of a sadistic hate
I slowly shake
It rings in my blood, and I salivate 
Like a chorus of cats in heat,
For
by my side
I'm telling you one more time
It's never to late to begin forever

Yeah, like a telephone line with nobody left to call
Like I'm living
would, die for, you)

I remember February 27 1994
Trying to make it to the hospital through three inches of snow
Somethings going wrong I can tell but I
would, die for, you)

I remember feburary 27 1994
Tryin to make it to the hospital through 3 inches of snow
Somethings goin wrong i can tell but i

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