Lyrics:
An unchanging scenario until the money runs
Out and the switch is flipped
The tubes are part of the milking machine
And me the floating me
The free one
I also
milking machines
Yeah, Eddie was the only one to separate the cream
Eddie and his father let the cows come home
They was out in the pasture in a late
want that loving green
Egotistical milking machine
I felt so magnitized
The devil in disguise
I gave you my hand
And I gave you my heart
You took my
Frayed seams, getting noticed when the clothes tear up and there's no remedy
Milking machines, constructed backwards as to deprive the world of its
it’s green
Milking machine
Tastin’ Minty
Lookin’ yummy
Cognoscenti
Vigilante
I got a college degree
It is for fuking pussys
Give me space just let me
not been produced for you
No rest for the teats, suckle every drop
Injured and infected, sebaceous cysts will form and pop
Milking machines running
like the farm boy, like the pig in the pen, or the cow hooked up to the milking machine, or the lamb on line to the slaughterhouse, like
grandma was a teacher, she went to school in bowling green
Traded in a milking cow for a singer sewing machine
Well, she called her husband "mister,"
Eisenhower 'cause Lincoln won the war
Now my grandma was a teacher
Went to school in Bowling Green
Traded in a milking cow
For a Singer sewing machine
Eisenhower 'cause Lincoln won the war
Now my grandma was a teacher
Went to school in Bowling Green
Traded in a milking cow
For a Singer sewing machine
cream melting
Fuck a cow
I wanna be milked
Right now
Bitch don't look
At McDonalds I'm the machine
They got my cum swirling out my meat
They milking me
kick in
We are driven to be efficient, machine-like ironically
So that's why you don't see me you see a digital image
What would Lincoln be thinking if
in your ovaries
All of them milking with green fleshy flowers
While powerful pistons were sugary sweet machines
Smelling of semen all under
that average emcees seem to worship
[--Redman ]
My style is milking magnesia, clutch divide speeding bust
The more the merrier, secure the area,
All in your ovaries
All of them milking with green fleshy flowers
While powerful pistons were
Sugary sweet machines
Smelling of semen all under
Hark the wire service sing
Clear the satellite link
Check the fax machine
Hold the lead story boys
There's some great pictures coming in
Now
understand my monologue?
chorus
these are the words of the popstars
these are the words of the upsophisticated money-machines
for the killers of rock and roll
Hark the wire service sing
Clear the satellite link
Check the fax machine
Hold the lead story boys
There's some great pictures coming in
Now
Hark the wire service sing
Clear the satellite link
Check the fax machine
Hold the lead story boys
There's some great pictures coming in
Now
Young Brandinho swear I'm legit
I need it all man run that Shit
Milking the game I love Those tits
Not talking seizure but I got fits
My Gs got white
her like Vaseline
I hit her jackpot like a slot machine
I'm in her head oil sheen
Pussy tasting just like vanilla bean
I'm in her mouth like Listerine
all your hands and
All your offsprings, milking us their blood
That's that process, a generation of fathers
Incinerate solders to cage their daughters
From one machine to the other
Cash cash them up
Every drop is measured
My life is your diet
Low fat, low profile
No time to digest
No matter how much you
I'm going to live in, then I'm going to adjust to it. I have a Nespresso machine and porn in the car and I won't watch it anymore. I will not watch porn
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