Lyrics:
wanna try
Woke up in a war
Why you wanna beef with your own like?
I keep my beef with the pork
Why you bring a tweet to a gunfight?
Yeah, they
can drive out to the river, share pork pies for dinner
If we're lucky, then we might see some wildlife
Talk about when we're older and sit on the sofa
her how I don't eat pork, she took it straight to the heart
Ready to make an assault, she need to make her fucking way to the barn
Cuz that's where
you criticize when I pour my pain
How dare you criticize when I pour champaigne
Cause even there, I'm gonna see what pork and pain
It's my game! Fuck
to fry
Boss Hogg, politicians taken' pork-barrel bribes
Crooked corporation honchos get off with no time
Christmas Eve burglars stealing good
count like Ice-T
From here to New York
I get skins and ain't talkin bout pork
Swine, pig, dick
Listen to the flow of a so-called negro
who didn't
Valets and bad plays and condoms in sand
Freeways and delays,
Carnitas means pork
But I miss New York
Marine layers, mad dog stares and avocados
Drunk
cough cough cah cah.
Choke choke. tote tote.
Puff puff pass bitch. cut my grass bitch. kiss my ass bitch.
Pork chop fat slut. suck my dogs nuts.
Fuck you.
I know it's a dirty habit
But I like to fuck nuns
Slip her a length
And pork her til she cums
Those hessian knickers
Are a sight to be seen
Jesus
ignorin'
I'm on every track with 24 like Jeff Gordon
Skeemo got it locked like Fort Knox
Cookin' cracks in the fryin' pan like pork chops
Crazy the way I
And rentin Ferrari's, a hell safari
North America wilderness, Zoo York where animals stalk
And work for the devil without a pitch fork
Sellin pork of all
I'm boiling over?
Come on babe don't make me wait,
Put that meat up on the plate.
Sweet and sour pork or chicken,
All night long I'll keep
I'm boiling pork for piggies actin fishy
Try this poison batch of oyster sauce
That shit cray! That shit cray!
That's what Jay and Ye would say...
civilized societies
The time has come to remove the pork bellies from their political throne
In an age of oppression
These power mongers must be brought
'Oh, it was horrible Johnny, there was cheesecake and pork chops everywhere.?
Nobody knows why were getting fatter' Look at our lifestyle.
I'll sit
Legal murder, legal murder...pork chops
(CHORUS)
Legal murder, legal murder...world war
Legal murder, legal murder...oh my Lord
(CHORUS)
Legal murder,
Roller Disco Sawhorse Umbrella
Train Motorcycle Helicopter Breathmint
Clock Can Skateboard Friend piece of pork
Dogshit Chair Mall Bamboo There is no
cooler than Arthur Fonzerelli
Rims spinning, bitches grinning at my spinning
Haters hating and I got the pork chops tail-gaiting
Trunk full of cash,
the pavement
And unable to read the scales
Munches fries, enchilladas and pork chops all day
a mute speaking up too late,
Meals left at the foot of the bed,
The new pork meal left to spit back out,
Steadfast suffering bled to a new set of new
listen to the Stylistics
Break down rappers like they had cystic
Fibrosis, never snacking on a Hostess
Or pork rinds (nah) none of that swine
Word got
thinking of all the things he's missed. Livin' on crank, pork rinds, and cold beer. It's Saturday night, time to go hunt some queers. With his momma's .38,
city
No whiskey for sale
You get drunk, no bail
Salt pork and molasses
Is all you get in jail
They call it Nutbush, oh, Nutbush
They call it
city
No whiskey for sale
You get drunk, no bail
Salt pork and molasses
Is all you get in jail
They call it Nutbush, oh, Nutbush
They call it
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