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have to do revisions
An incision just a slice into guilt I need to handle
By myself there's nowhere else that I can go
I just load up I just gather up my

red 
Scarlett maroon not blue 
Black like my eyes now burn when I look at you 
chhhh! I cannot believe my ears and eyes 
The way your lies still slice

I hit the sweet tooth sweet spot
I hit the sweet tooth sweet spot
Babe do you like mango
Its just gone take a minute
To peel, slice and bite into

Whoa, oh, oh (bigger)
Whoa, oh, oh (bigger, bigger)
Whoa, oh, oh (bigger, bigger)
Whoa, oh, oh, oh (bigger, bigger)

Slice into it
Gotta cut

Whoa, oh, oh (bigger)
Whoa, oh, oh (bigger, bigger)
Whoa, oh, oh (bigger, bigger)
Whoa, oh, oh, oh (bigger, bigger)

Slice into it
Gotta cut

more, make some slices!
Into one: input and two: output devices!
One makes things go in the computer and the other things come out
You'll understand this,

door
Slice you up into a carcass

Pullin a switchblade
Outta my pocket
Slice yo neck off
Like the slaughter in wisconsin
Ding dong dong
At your door

Ground beef
Worcestershire Sauce
Pepper
Garlic Salt
Into a patty
Cheese slices, cut
Place on the patty

Cover with another patty
And seal tight
Cook

watch me turn you into amputee
Uh, yeah, gonna need an autoplasty
Uh, yeah, slice you into three
I'm gonna set your organs free
Body parts in ice, they

Mist in the air
So unaware
Of how tonight bleeds
Into the dawn
Snakes in the lawn
We gonna slice these
Into the mourn
I got a sword
to make my mind

and me

Full moon fake and waking up
The headlight haze
A paper cut to slice
Deep into the harbourside

Blood begin to move again
Light and dark

that you love me with one breath
And tell me to slice myself into pieces with the next

I will not break myself down like that
I will not break myself

slave
All good everything, hunni money on my chain
The secret language of heartbeats
I need a milli from anyone willing
A piece of pain, I slice it into

you’re feeling eager
Slice me into four
Like I’m Weezer

Yea I hit that pussycat 
Now I’m Shane
It’s just Monday that’s to blame
Orange and vile
I’m

Maniac

G.B.H.

Live at The Ace, Brixton, 1983

2015

thoughts so don't run for cover
There's aftermath in his path, he's gonna maim another

Your face will turn a ghostly white as he comes into view

your every dirty whisper,
Slice you into many separate parts
Once you've chosen to ignore the common sense
You'll be under control

Voice of resistance

I can break you; I can take you; I can slice you into two
cll the reasons I could think of I would choke you till your blue now
Choke you till you're

somethings in your cup
You got cheekbones cut like diamonds and I'm laying in your bed
We stayed up putting puzzles into pieces
A slice of you for me
A bottle

Covered with Fire

Carnal Forge

Identity 7: Deadly Sins

2001

it!
Cut yourself up, slice your arm into fucking pieces
Watch your blood cover the wall, do it!
I command you to burst into pieces

I want to cover

Mona Lisa

Slick Rick

Best of Slick Rick

2014

downtown, with my old school crew
I went into a store, to buy a slice of pizza
And bumped into a girl, her name was Mona, what?
Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, so

regret upon

Pour your life into an endless void
you think you have a soul?

Shards of crystals
Slice into your eyes
You're buried in concrete
As they

out of my
Skin
Just look into my
Face
We can slice into your
Minds
Now you feel the things we
Say
Slaves
To
The
Game
Cause the music makes us
Feel

like cold cuts?
I'm trying to be your fortress
Slice me up into some cold cuts
And after midnight
I'll build a fortress of pillows with you

Weather's

downtown, with my old school crew
I went into a store, to buy a slice of pizza
And bumped into a girl, her name was Mona, what?
Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, so