Lyrics:
Pull the trigger back
Pull the trigger back
Pull the trigger back
Watch the bullets smack his throat
Pull the trigger back
Pull the trigger back
Pull
higher
A good friend's hard to find
But then she was a liar
Crumbling behind
If she starts to think
"I wonder why I am"
She smacks her hands in her
higher
A good friend's hard to find
But then she was a liar
Crumbling behind
If she starts to think
"I wonder why I am"
She smacks her hands in her
in God's name have you done?
Stick your arm for some real fun
So your sickness weighs a ton
And God's name is smack for some, yeah
pity is all you hear
'Cause if you're doing smack
You won't be coming back
I ain't the one to make your bail
Dead men tell no tales, no
Tell no
Because when the smack begins to flow
I really don't care anymore
About all the Jim-Jims in this town
And all the politicians making crazy sounds
doing things, goin' places
I should smack the phony smile off your face
Before I made it, it was Jack Rules Town
Yeah, so give me 30 cash for a fifty
I'm the king of the classroom, coolin' in the back
My teacher had beef so I gave her a smack
She chased me out of class she was strapped with a ruler
A Firebug Nature
We fashion our wings
as fire-fascination.
We fashion our wings
over the sea,
smack-front of the black, facing void.
Smack
pity is all you hear
'Cause if you're doing smack
You won't be coming back
I ain't the one to make your bail
Dead men tell no tales, no
Tell no
(huh)
I still throw a few back
Talk a little smack
When I'm feeling bullet proof
So don't double, dog dare me now
Cause I'd have to call your bluff
Acid, heroin, coke lsd, valium,
Pyramid, crack, crystal meth,
Cocaine, mescaline, smack
Alcohol, xanex, mepragan,
Speed, heart attack I can
you were on your way
Knee deep in the weeds, you can only see just a little of it
Smack dab in the middle of it
You were heart-broke, that boy did
I can't believe you
You bend your words like Uri Geller's spoons
Not quite safe here
When every judgment
Seems to smack of doom
Are you OK?
light
The girls in their summer clothes
Pass me by
Kid's rubber ball smacks
Off the gutter 'neath the lamp light
Big bank clock chimes
Off go
in God's name have you done?
Stick your arm for some real fun
So your sickness weighs a ton
And God's name is smack for some, yeah
Smack that grin
Off your face
You had your laugh now its time to leave
I got another, you gotta believe
Sit down, and shut up. Its time for you
no, no
The account of the capture
Wasn't in the papers
But you know, they hanged ol' Smack right then
Instead of later
You know, the people were
the blame smack upon me
If you set that bottle down and while I listen
You lose your pain inside that hurts you so
Neither one of us is all to blame,
cloth caps or smack victims
Gold destroyed
Destroyed the soul
Destroyed the soul
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Дешевый движ не устроит
Дешевый движ это так
Разбили комнату в доме
И пригласили наряд
Smack my bitch up
Здесь весь мир мой личный
Smack you in your face and they don't like this
Got a lot on my plate, shut my eyelids
You've been up late, where the lean gone
In my grave at night,
on that
Oh my goodness big booty, imma smack on that
Shmack, Shmack
Blow ya brain out little bit (mhm)
And you know I'm gone grip on the booty (Mhmm)
I
on that
Oh my goodness big booty, imma smack on that
Shmack, Shmack
Blow ya brain out little bit (mhm)
And you know I'm gone grip on the booty (Mhmm)
I
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