Lyrics:
got no soul to sell
(Help me) the only thing that works for me
Help me get away from myself
I wanna fuck you like an animal
I wanna feel you from
Are we holy works of art ?
Or the kings of pretension ?
Why the hell should we decide
Who will get to live or die ?
Are we holy works of art ?
Or is
First things first, they can all get the work
I'm the best at my worst, pull up in Suburbans
Bitches all like brr
Nigga you so cold
How your
What a piece of work is man
How noble in reason
How infinite in faculties
In form and moving
How express and admirable
In action how like
싶어. 어떻게 할까?" 당나귀가 말했어요.
"I have a good idea! Let's all work together to scare the robbers away!" suggested the dog.
"좋은 생각이 있어! 우리 모두 힘을 합쳐서 강도들을
know bout the murder home
Holdup the owner and cut the phone
Northern roamer been an animal
Sinister gruesome new cannibal
I got misery misery misery
Sauce on your niece (or what?) Or Nephew
I hope he got a 12 for his sake
Made a wrong turn into a hole
Hell of a mistake
Animals in the car had made
your medulla
Double my hustle up
Up Up
As I dey fight like animal
Inna the street is a cold world carnibal
No days off for the money
On a regular
I need
work all on my waste
But I call it a tummy tuck
My every records jumpin'
Or playin' double dutch
I shit on rappers every verse
Just got the bubble guts
Momma stay yelling 'bout the same old shit
Got 4 5 bodies trying move that whip
Only start when that thing go
I said work that shit girl you know how
winds pierced into the soul
looked at the sky, saw the light of a star and full moon
humming trees, singing animals
howl of the wolf, fill the void
a cold go to work
With pops then I hit the road, goer
More then 1 hustle everything is getting sold ahh
Catch me out in traffic hella swerving on them
OF THE CITY
HIGHEST LEVEL OF SECURITY - HERE COMES THE CRISIS COMMITEE
CONTAMINATED FIELDS
RADIOACTIVE CLOUDS IN THE STRATOSPHERE
ANIMALS HUNTED GETTING KILLED
Mentality like animal
Disadaptated to the real world
Trying sub-existing by our work
Denigrating dignity of the world
The streets are full of them
Let´s go
In the shops it's closing time
The tea has gone cold in my cup
When all the scheduled work is done
Leave the fields it's time to stop
All the old
me) I've got no soul to tell
(Help me) The only thing that works for me
Help me get away from myself
I want to fuck you like an animal
I want
Shit
Yeah, I'm feelin' like that
I'm in New York right now, you heard?
I'm a different kinda animal when I'm up here (I'm a silverback)
Daytrip
find it, because
It's not even there
High beams showing
Falling rock warning
Construction work, slowing
The engine blazes
The elevation raises
(Insanity at it's finest
Fire starter, riot maker,
Moon stricken, animal need, bad seed, untamable beast)
Everybody around me always think they
awake and ask, "What's wrong?
Did I really miss all the work you've done?"
Calling someone else is only harder
I'll explain myself again
Take
now, no man
I'm rolling through the clouds
Low down, hey!
Feel like an animal (feeling like an animal)
Lost in the streets ya trying to away from
the goose loose, now you got the micro' Joe
Who talking about hope? Poquito dinero
Means I work hard, but got no money, and that ain't funny
Hey honey when
I can take you around the world girl that's slight work
I can pay for your hair and nails girl that's slight work
Put a rock on your finger baby
riding in that two seater
They face to face
I'm by myself but they huggin' like a wife beater
Shout out to my OG for him I'm puttin' in work
Shout
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