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Gettin' Any Feed for Your Chickens? (Del Reeves) · Feed the Folk () · Feed the Tree (Belly) · Feed the Fire (Betty Carter) · Feed Me with Your Kiss [CD Single] (My Bloody Valentine) · Feed the Fire (John Kay) · Feed Your Head, Vol. 2 () · Feed Your Head, Vol. 3: Accelerating Alpha Rhythms () · The Bound Feed the Gagged (Walls of Jericho) · Feed Your Head: Live 1967-1969 (Jefferson Airplane) – and 34 other albums »
Callous liar Bitter coward Spiteful pessimist Selfish perfectionist don't pretend Don't be the same Don't feed me lines Be honest with yourself
oh Ooh baby (baby) Come and feed me baby (feed me baby) Girl put your body on a dinner plate I just can't get enough of your buffet And I'm so
life For the cash you've already spent Eating rubbish so you can pay the rent Table wine once a week if you're lucky In comparison Privatize
At you make believe rappers I smile, ha Canals treatin' my style, like you Internet sharing my files You're my space niggaz So kill the comparison, I'm
it to you real, I can't feed my culture no fallacy You know my attitude, arrogant, cocky rude Eatin' off papi food, used to be a stocky dude Weighed
Give it to you real, I can't feed my culture no fallacy You know my attitude, arrogant, cocky rude Eatin off papi food, used to be a stocky dude Weighed
fabulous. throwing out the leaflets and zines to feed the memes of the motormouth elohim. catalyst. seeding the ionic nanobot enzymes and sending a quark up
Tryina get a bit of recognition Lack of nutrition I feel half dead Got a lot of ambition But I never go to bed And I'm bored of comparisons Jumping
in your place Keep talkin, burst a flame in your face, motherfucker [Armageddon] Yo, yo, with this comparison the Geddy is God Cause even though
I'm not the marry type I make her sit in vinegar to get the candy tight I’m flattered at all the chatter and comparisons To the great, soon to see me
the butterflies and he can bring the centipedes And she'll bring the cadavers set em' free and let em' feed The devil tree penciled me in but I slept thick through
that mic with a passion I swear it ain't no comparison I swear I took the fastest, don't open your mouth boy you know what will happen I got the bank