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The Appalachian Twelve Gauge Massacre (Brody's Militia) · 12 Gauge (12 Gauge) · Cluck Cluck/Freak Freak [CD5/Cassette] (The Product G&B) · Freak the Freak Out (Victoria Justice) · Get Ur Freak On: R&B Anthems (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Get Ur Freak On [UK CD] (Missy Elliott) · Le Freak: Live (Chic) · Freak of Nature [Bonus Disc] (Anastacia) · Control Freak (Kevin O'Donnell) · Welcome to the Freak Show: Live in Concert (dc Talk) – and 90 other albums »


freaks get dressed to go out at night
They like to wear leather jackets, chains and spikes
They wear rips and zippers all in their shirts
Real tight
freaks get dressed to go out at night
They like to wear leather jackets, chains and spikes
They wear rips and zippers all in their shirts
Real tight
them that he was suicidal.
(chorus) rage, 12 gauge, one mo down
Page, my age, I'm a clown(3 times)
I'm a clown in every word you heard, mitch bade hatas
the nerves ignore the pain

Repetition needs a friend
I have a 12 gauge resting in my hands
How 'bout we get this party started right
And use a bullet for each
Like to play tha songs with alotta slap in em
The amp turned up so it sound like this
My girl ask me why I like it loud like this
I got the by 9s cross
off in a silent rage
Fish tilled back to the Ritz with my 12 gauge
Gat smoking, I ain't joking
Left them fools on the ground face with they heads
put him by
A buck knife, a saw blade, a lead pipe, a twelve gauge
I could've deep-sixed him, wouldn't bat an eye
Well, he's not like we are, see he
kick us we can never run away nothing gonna stop me know until I've had my say ??? the 12 gauge I'm just getting started I can't begin to express my rage
kickin' in your front door

Titanic on my wrist, bad bitch on my dick
Build a donut in the 6, I just drove by Magic City
Put the heroine in the bricks, put
Niggas kickin' in your front door

Titanic on my wrist, bad bitch on my dick
Build a donut in the 6, I just drove by Magic City
Put the heroine in
rifles and Tecs
And breakin' niggas' necks like bad checks
Outrageous with 12 gauges, 'L.A. Times' front pages
Leaving mingled bodies hangin' on stages
Shot down by a 12 gauge
Shotgun, never feel safe
Struck hard by a spiked fist
Cold blood runs down your face

As your hate grows stronger
Towards the one
wake, c'mon get, ya head game

Lookin' down the end of a 12 gauge shotgun
Get some c'mon, baby, get some
No one gonna see who the freak is gonna be until
simple
You kept the wop in style
By bobbing your head, while your booty goes wild
Three to four fellas circling all around you
Hoping they'll get
I never was bothered by bad dreams
They never made me afraid
But then I never did dream I'd wake up
And find me in the freak parade.

I guess I
Bang on the dark side man,
Land ah the thuggish ruggish city will it reveal,
But I went back to my land with ah 12-gauge Mossberg pump
Big shells, you
and park by the house is not too far
My gear was fat but still no money though
Talked to my homey then got fronted so
Stackin my shit, hustlin cash
Gotta get
around tryin' to be villians 
So they offer us minimum wage 
Knowin' damn well we're gonna get the 12 gauge 
To go outside and pull a jack or a caper
the new york massive
And we gon' bring it on to you one time
I just got finished comin' from the airport
Pickin' up my main man luke
And we about to get
an angel with a 12 gauge (Lock and load)
You're like a wheelman on a get-away (Hit the road)
And together we ride
You ain't Bonnie I ain't Clyde
But we
the new york massive
And we gon' bring it on to you one time
I just got finished comin' from the airport
Pickin' up my main man luke
And we about to get
I got my fat, sweet mama drop me off by the river
I got a joint, 3 Millers and 12 chicken livers
I got a spot ‘neath the bridge by the expressway
nigga still ain't bust (what?)
6:15 nigga will get up (uh)
7 AM gotta tell my friends (uh-huh)
12 AM I'ma do it again, uh, uh
I'ma do it again
12 AM
I never was bothered by bad dreams
They never made me afraid
But then I never did dream I'd wake up
And find me in the freak parade.

I guess I
can

Get down to business
I think it's time I paid a little visit
To my run down neighborhood cemetery
To tally up the people I buried
57, 58, 59,

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