Lyrics:
Kill ‘em
It’s what I hear when I get a hot feel
In my nostrils in my forehead
As I code red
You’ll be more dead than a horse head
In a four bed- room
We do it we do it
We do it yeah, yeah
Kill ‘em
That’s what I hear when I get a hot feel
In my nostrils in my forehead
As I code red you’d be more
I passed by silent tigers
The ailing ape
The forgotten llama
The penguin face down in the water
I retreat into the nocturama
When will I ever be
A-B-C-D-E-F-G-H
I got a gal in Kalamazoo
Don't want to boast, but I know
She's the toast of Kalamazoo
(Zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo)
Years have
Stick by me, I'll stick by you
Stick by me, I'll stick by you
My life on earth would be useless, can't you see, oh oh
If I didn't have you
up
And still not hear a word from above
You can't take or give what you got
Dissolve the fear, you are what you're not
No, you can be loved by
mobbin' ta dow
From the Bay to L.A. bad boys on a mission ta dow
It's goin' down like Celly Cel, coppers on my coattails
Got bitches lined up from
The sun shall not smite I by day
Nor the moon by night
And everything that I do
Shall be up-full and right
And if it's all night
It got to be
Have you ever worn the mask one-two one-two
M to the A to the S to the K
Put the mask upon the face just to make the next day
Feds be hawkin me
Right by you, right by you
Want to do right by you
All night long
Right by you, right by you
Want to be right by you
All night long
Why
Yeah
Something has to be said
Uh
Somebody tell me something
Whats up?
That it's on right now and we about to let off
And that the industry is
the white sun has shown
And I slip away
Down by the water
And I slip away
Down by the sea
Take love and give love
It's got to be free
The old man
to save me
Is puttin' 'em straight through hell
My mama's been praying
Daddy's been saying
"Son, how the hell you get by?"
'Cause I got my
Angels
the entire state
And straight to hell, got an impaled by the gates
So Satan stuck his face in an ashtray
While I sashayed around flames with a match and I
Watching old cartoons
On scratched DVDs
I think my attic is haunted
By every past version of me
I'm not Sidney Prescott
But my life is a scary movie
will be different soon
The whole world will be relieving
You you've been taught
Whipped into shape now they got you in line
Stand behind
At the Hotel Yorba
I'll be glad to see you later
All they got inside is vacancy
I've been thinking
Of a little place down by the lake
They got a dirty
are and we're growin' stronger day by day
Cause we got love times love
It's always there for us to share
And girl it sure feels good to know
You're by
Grape fruit
Grapefruit Maserati
Crystal mansions in Miami
No B N B
Maserati 97 shit DVD
Magic carpet in the clouds
Flyn bove trees
Ghibli sittin
I got to say it and it's hard for me
You got me crying like I thought I would never be
Love is believing but you let me down
How can I love you
Come on come on baby
Let me show you what I'm talking about (whoop-tay-whoop-tay-git-ta-gala-goop-ta)
You try to be a lady
But your walkin' like
Yeah this one goes out to all the ladies in the house
I need two to stand by me when the chips are down and
Stick around while I defend my
Don't wanna see you by yourself, by yourself
By yourself, by yourself, by yourself
We on a drive, looped in
Two seat ride, couped in
Who gon'
a layaway
Do it the player way, okay okay okay okay (okay okay)
Just know that ASAP be that TDE
We got the game in headlocks, I'm talking DDT
She on my TV
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