Lyrics:
Amityville
I get lifted and spin 'til I'm half-twisted
Feet planted and stand with a grin full of chapped lipstick
Pen full of ink, think sinful and rap
a Beastie tattoo
Your sister's def
That's it, AdRock is pissed
If you leave me in the room with your sister, I'm takin her clit
You can bet if she gets
get a flicc witchu?
Your a handsome fella, your kinda cute. I really wanna get witchu.
Doggy Dogg, you are the best,
Rock this beat 'cause you are
fortified, I could never hide, seen "Cooley high"
Cried when Cochise died
I'm twisted, black listed by some other negroes
Don't remove my Polos on the first
Alright
You've got the type
I've got the type (alright)
You've got the type
I've got the type (alright)
You bad, sister
You bad, sister
You
Cochise died
I'm twisted, black listed by some other negroes
Don ha ha,'t remove my Polos on the first episode
Ha ha you shouldn't diss refugees, and
Ha
her throat wetter, I fly by and leave no feathers
Rock a wife beater in cold weather, brown skin nigga, I'm a gold metal
All my watches on demon time,
No te das cuenta amigo
que solo quiero Rock & Roll
y mi melena... Sacudir
Aguante Twisted Sister
que viva la revolución
y tambien que viva el Doctor.
tried to jook me in a figure-fo' leg lock (oh)
She said she like the way I stick and make the bed rock
Or how I lick and leave her twisted like
tried to jook me in a figure-fo' leg lock (oh)
She said she like the way I stick and make the bed rock
Or how I lick and leave her twisted like
the beginnin
Superegoman sounds like lucifer is winnin
Yo he wanna buck us
So I'm stoppin all that ruckus
Y'all don't know the d in my name
Is like fredrick
confident
Oh no no, oh no no
And I'm down with it
Oh no no, oh no no
She's confident
You could tell by the way she walks in the room
She said it's her
the bitch, but I fuck her like I missed her
Life is the bitch, and death is her sister
Sleep is the cousin, what a fuckin' family picture
You know Father
to the sky)
So you wanna know why
Praise the Lord everyday, that's how I get high
I, uh, just get by
Can't do me nothin' 'cuz God is on my side
All praises
fortified, I could never hide, seen "Cooley high"
Cried when Cochise died
I'm twisted, black listed by some other negroes
Don't remove my Polos on the first
yo woman
All the broke ass playa haters be quiet (YEAH)
[Chorus]
I can tell that you can tell that I'm twisted
by the bulge in my pants so let's
already have an idea about the superior sphere
The greater rhyme creator on both sides of the equator
I rock from here to there, to Philly and back
already have an idea about the superior sphere
The greater rhyme creator on both sides of the equator
I rock from here to there, to Philly and back
how the lyrics in the songs might get twisted
My wife wears red, but looks better without the lipstick
I'm a private guy and you know nothin' 'bout my
to the Mosque, don't wanna chase tail
I seems I lost my little homie, he's a changed man
Hit the pen' and now no sinnin' is the game plan
When I talk about
Nigga, I told him it's all mine, no ifs, ands or buts (oh)
I told my agent I wanna be treated just like a slut
Pay me directly after
Close
To his brothers and sisters
Please Jesus, oh I love you
Won't you come and stay
Mother Mary, I know life is empty
I wanna find some peace today
is twisted, funky realistic on the ill shit
I rock it 'til, bitches start givin' up that punany
Pajamies, up the coochie, pass the clit, pass
lose, put me on a pedestal
Bet I pedal victories until I
Pedal off my shoes
Welcome to the lions room
Challenge anybody whom
Wanna try they luck they get
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