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problems
When she grab the wheel it make me wanna vomit
I get carsick often
Hey, by the way
You don't gotta talk shit about me and call me insane
I sent her

popped
Like bubble gum blowed off from pure force of them sluts
Dead bodies found face down, laying on my block
In the end they get away without a witness

popped - like bubble gum blowed off from pure force of them Sluts
Dead bodies found face down, laying on my block
In the end they get away without

sippers, Snub grippers, Slut strippers
Life is crazy a baby made in the 80's
Looking out the window
A shoot out was on a daily
Don't ever get your potato

up, eyes always tell
You can be violent, slut me out, yeah I like that
Бесконечный свет
Отсутствие проблем
Лететь только наверх
Любить только навек
Я

and sluts tokin' by the zipped up ounces
40 ounces with the chocolate shit would have a nigga bouncin'
Shit my momma thought of counselin'
Said I needa take

Permanently Disfigured

Dying Fetus

Purification Through Violence

away
I'm fucking gonna kill, kill, kill
Seconds are like hours floating by
A full fucked ultraviolent high
Tearing down the mother fucking walls
Piece By

Knife, Gun, Axe

Six Feet Under

True Carnage

2001

of pain through death
Pull the trigger the gun's put to your head
Flash a white light before you die
A murder made to look like a suicide

Knife through

Satanic

Bestial Warlust

Blackend, Vol. 1: The Black Metal Compilation

1997

I will tear at the gates of heaven
And burn the angels of peace
I will kill the slut called hope
And fuck her piece by piece

And if you live

Do This Thing [Original Broadway Cast Recording]

Kerry Butler

Mean Girls [Original Broadway Cast Recording]

2018

you select?

We pick the girl

We pick the girl too

Nice to meet you

You're going down, slut

What? No!

If we break, from this crap
Then

that was hating
Cuz today I need the space
Yea
Fuck up outta my face
Yea
I was in Ventura drinking them forties by the case
Got me feeling like the ace
I

Fuck an introduction
Bitch you already know
K2 is composed of a lizard and a mutt
Fuckin' sluts, floating in your bathtub
Like a fuckin' rubber duck

Wouldn't you like to know, Weatherboy
Ay

Ella le gusta mis ojos, but don't want the title
Look good en los fotos, con ella es vital
Play music with

and I'm a wanting watching you walk away
i will try to meet you by the old highway
and if it's now I'm down to slack
with the sun shown accross my back
now

Get off my fucking porch
You fucking thicc bitch
I peer through the decrepit hole
At this massive fucking whore of god
Beating my dick from behind

a heartless and cold moment of callousness
Just like the tattered remnants of her dress
Her vacant and butchered body
Sick, I'm nauseated by the bitch
This

babygirl I wanna leave
No one is there by my side
But I hear voices inside
They telling me I should die
Hell is connected with life
I marry death thats my

a crack in the door a blurred vision:
A close friend fucking some portly slut he'd picked up
We could just make out their voices over the Fleetwood Mac

to pound town
Then he drives them away by slut shaming
Introducing Jane a vapid social butterfly
A masterpiece cosmetically and completely dead inside

be patient, I be on the road
I was dreaming this way back at Sugar City shows, like
When you pullin' up?
At the Palace full of bitches I would love

Let me tell you a story about a broken heart
About man who gave everything he had
A woman did betray him although in love he fell
I hope that bitch

as the fetus is removed 
You tremble in fear, your screams are muffled
I lodge a butcher knife into her throat 
Slut lies dead, I lick up the bloody afterbirth 

catch that boy, I'ma dangle him right by his feet

Let's wait until the sun go down, I'm tryna creep
I'm slidin' with CG, this feel like Bulls at Peak

backstage, yeah, she made my cock hard!
You wanna dance with her, she tryna dance with two
She drop 66 (huh) Bands, on some fuckin' damn shoes
66 sluts shovin'