Lyrics:
murderous sentences
No secrets where my weapons is
Locked in the closet next to
Pop rappers' sexual preferences
Amber alert
Your girl's mouth ran away with my
Never thought I'd feel bad for the boys
Never thought I'd feel bad for the boys
Good old Dane, ooh, what a shame
He got done for a sexual
I'm not the first to feel a sexual frustration
We'll say you left me with a permanent vibration
Exotic living and you're pushing your luck
bloom
I am the wretched, I am a ghoul
A sexual cancer, I thrive on degout
Oh sodomy, sweet duodenal catastrophe
I am vulture, a predator, sweet
can't stop
I'm a zombie with no notion of a head
Grab a pocket and I'm looking like a mess
Full of sexual ferocity
I can't help it, I can't stop it
on the cameos made by the tiger
In the valley of the fucking locust
Wipe it off you mouth, get up off your knees
And make me your god, it's sexual debauchery
You
Sexual self gratification, fantasy,
Fall in lust with the arcade, not me,
Emotionally exhilarated for one night,
Show your kids how tough you are,
some sexual healing
Just call me girl and I'll be right on time
Cuz
I-I-I, I'm just so attracted baby
And there's all the ways of maybe between you
You may be beautiful
We've had a magical time together
Exploring each other's sexual needs
We get along so well
But I think you should know
That I
A close encounter of the sexual kind
Love in the shadows, like a smoking gun
Batten down baby, lock all doors
I got the love that you're lookin' for
might also like
Fulcrum and lever
The faint
The geeks were right
The faint
Worked up so sexual
The faint
Let's ask the atheists
Let's ask
She reads books no one has read
Laughs at jokes no one has said
So ironic with her taste
Her whole life is cut and paste
It's a metro sexual romance
An intellectual, sexual and still can cook
Yeah, and I feel good right now
I feel good right here, you feel good right now?
You feel good?
I'm a dreamer but I
we really should
I know your last boyfriend was only really good
Well I'm excellent, a sexual perfectionist
I creep up behind you, leave inside you,
know what they say
Every rapper only want that sexual healing Marvin Gaye
Don’t believe it girl, I promise I’ma treat you like my treasure
I’m a movement
And was sippin’ something soapy next to a sexual dismal well
But only a handful of you follow me and I gotta be godly
And I would revive a beat cause
Sexual phone ringing off the hook, that's what it's about.
Now I feel it necessary to remind you, my friend
That splittin' with your girl ain't
intimidation
Equal propaganda, equal rebellion
We've got to make a change
No religions, sexual preference,
And regardless of your race
We've got to make
In the eyes of the lord, we're authority's servants,
In the eyes of the lord, everyone's a servant.
Sexual roles perversely glorified,
Beyond virgin
man, don't cry no tears over me
My blood runs cold for a week every month,
That's enough to make anyone mean
Sexual maturity and superhuman strength
Just
the place of me?
Wipe, wipe off your mouth
Get up off your knees and make me your God
Who could ever, who the fuck could ever?
It's sexual debauchery you
Hang over me the drape
Of superfluous Horror
Aside Nocturnal trapping
Wallow in my Art
Crying and dying
My sexual ecstasy
The crimson stream
That
conceive.
The vibe that they hold will please, smothered by, sexual needs,
The fade as the days go by.
Some things, don't go as you want them to,
Good
of guilty acts
Eroded by all the things you hate
There's bodies dancing, crazed
Sexual heat
Grazing from the orchard where starving people eat
Her great
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