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nig don gone fishing Chorus: I wish you would, I can show you how to be hood Anywhere I go I'm good Nigga I'm official to the bone gristle Bone
you can take me home Because dinner is, dinner served alone Now, who wants hot pork sandwiches? Wrapped in foil Corners are laced with gristle I trust
She wants a musclely man all gristle and bone Makes no difference how you strive She couldn't care if you were dead or alive A burly, beefy, strong
She wants a musclely man all gristle and bone Makes no difference how you strive She couldn't care if you were dead or alive A burly, beefy, strong
to a gristle licker To die in love with the carcass inanimate To live in lust for the fetid flesh Tempted by gore for our sex to contaminate Suddenly
you, Gotta push the issue, On the fools that dis you, Whether pump or pistol, When it's up in yo' gristle, Hand yo' mama a tissue, If I
you, Gotta push the issue, On the fools that dis you, Whether pump or pistol, When it's up in yo' gristle, Hand yo' mama a tissue, If I
And some get the gristle Some get the marrow bone And some get nothing Though there's plenty to spare I took my share down by the sea Paper plates
Some get the gravy, some get the gristle Some get the marrow bone Some get nothing though there's plenty to spare Some watch the paint peel, some
in the basement below The ones who survive are then roasted alive, until the meat falls off the bone The gristle and fat will be fed to the rats,
& a pestle When life gets tough Like a mouth full of gristle I'm a rabbit in the moon I'm a bobcat slaying coon Lucky 7 takes the dollar I'm a pick
the sides Eyes are bulging wide Yes the price is right The cut is very tough Gristle's good enough They all need a bite No tolling of the bell, just
(DJ on the beat so it's a banger) Von Pull up and get him That bullet ripped through his tissue and tore out his gristle It was the nickel,
pickle juice drinkin' Chicken gristle eatin', biscuit suckin', muthafucka V8 juice drinkin', Slim Fast blendin' black greasy muthafucka Oohh What's
to the bone gristle Ill speaking Scud missile heat seeking Johnny Blazing, nightmares like Wes Craven Niggaz gunnin, my third eye seen it coming Before
Some things in life are bad They can really make you mad Other things just make you swear and curse When you're chewing on life's gristle Don't
and I gristle But I'm happy to know the whistles meant for me I'm strictly a female female And my future I hope will be In the home of a brave
Some things in life are bad They can really make you mad Other things just make you swear and curse When you're chewing on life's gristle Don't
Some things in life are bad They can really make you mad Other things just make you swear and curse When you're chewing on life's gristle Don't
a nigga back on his gristle Going hard with them hammers my niggas all in the slammer Niggas want catch me slippin' but I don't walk on bananas I'm out
behind. Trump Casino calls pontoon. Gristle-burger, frazzled fries end this romantic interlude. Tomorrow morning's sweet awakening could hardly
bikini by the sea I turn and I glower and I gristle But I'm happy to know the whistles meant for me I'm strictly a female female And my future I hope
better not Look at all this weight No not this way But if they ever fizzle to the Gristle Blow the whistle, On the swizzle its official And we back
I'm in yo bone gristle Call me two pistols, I make that chrome whistle I see a Vic in the hood, I short stop ya Grab me a 'K, I handle my business and I
