Lyrics:
pretty ugly
Kicking, squealing Gucci little piggy
You don't remember
You don't remember
Why don't you remember my name?
Off with his head, man
Off
pretty ugly
Kicking, squealing Gucci little piggy
You don't remember
You don't remember
Why don't you remember my name?
Off with his head, man
Off
Want me back
You better -
Call me number one
Head man here
The original son
Baby
Hey, hey hey
Call me number one
Head man here
The original son
Baby
The man who's head expanded.
The man whose head expanded was corrupted by Mr. Sociological
memory. Was corrupted by Mr. Sociological Memory Man
Man I'm sick
Sick in my head
Man I'm sick
Sick in my head
Man I'm sick
Sick in my head
Uh uh uh uh
I've been building bad habits since the year 04
Mind on money pockets playa kind of fat...head man on block riding in aww Cadillac...
Running in my head, yeah
Devil man, devil man, calling devil man
Running in my head, yeah
Hell hounds lead at the cowardly kings
And carry souls
Running in my head, yeah
Devil man, devil man, calling devil man
Running in my head, yeah
Hell hounds lead at the cowardly kings
And carry souls
can't be
The way the story ends
It's in my head man
I can't let go
No matter what you said
'Cause I already know
I'm leaving this place
'Cause
the path is half walked remember
Don't go crying my friend you're not alone
it's all in your head man, it's all in your head man
Don't go crying my
Yous a dead man, I put that pistol to your head man
Dead man you're playing games with my bread
You in the red man, fuck around and be a dead man
Dead
the bread
Yous a dead man, I put that pistol to your head man
Dead man you're playing games with my bread
You in the red man, fuck around and be a dead man
You gotta use your fuckin' head, man
Promise to keep up these people head, man
You gotta get this fuckin' bread, man
'Cause if you don't then
of your head
Oh man oh lordy lordy it's a natural high
When you're living down south and it's going right out of your head
Got off the plane went
straddle and strafe
And struggle in the darkness
Troubling my eyes
Shaped like a lion
It has the head of a man
With a gaze as blank
And pitiless
straddle and strafe
And struggle in the darkness
Troubling my eyes
Shaped like a lion
It has the head of a man
With a gaze as blank
And pitiless
head hangs in shame
It's a man every time it's a man
When a man makes a blunder
It's a man every time it's a man
you no more
You can cry, cry, cry
Yes, baby, you can wail
Beat your head on the pavement
Till the man comes and throws you in jail
number two's in the air if you did it on 'em
(You must've lost your fucking mind)
Shitted on 'em
(You must've bumped your fucking head)
Man, I just
[50 Cent:]
Yeeh...
I'm'a Soldier, I Done Told Ya, Don't Make Me Fuck You Up
Leave You Head Bust, I'm'a Head Busta, Man I Don't Give A Fuck
I'm'a
Southern man, better keep your head
Don't forget what your good book says
Southern change gonna come at last
Now your crosses are burnin' fast
the head of the preacher
Man in the sickening daze
O, the rotting sun washes down
The moonshine boys, the vultures drool
They pluck the gold dust from his
He's a drug store truck drivin' man
He's the head of the Ku Klux Klan
When summer rolls around
He'll be lucky if he's not in town
Well, he's
He's a drug store truck drivin man
He's a head of the Ku Klux Klan
When summer rolls around
He'll be lucky if he's not in town
Well he's got
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