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Get It While It's Hot

Kix

Blow My Fuse

1988

I'm a love machine
I'm a M-16
Shoot you full of holes
I'll scratch your back
Give you a heart attack
And drag you across the coals
I'm not

Don't Fight the Feelin'

Too Short

Short Dog's in the House

1990

you could scratch it
And grab it like you want it
The name fits 'cause you're all up on it

Get mad if you want, I won't front
When it's time

the damn thing
What's my name, what's my name, what's my name 
Oh a sauna, ja'causezi
In the back row at the movie
You can scratch my back and rule me
You

the phone off the hook to avoid the annoying ring
I caressed her body and I kissed her cheek
And that's when I observed those satin bed sheets
I felt that

have you in will make you fall in love girl

On the floor
On the bed
Sexing up and down the stairs
You on top
Me on top
We can doit anywhere
Scratch my

Holding the moon for you
Late night, at this hour
I scratch the wall inside
Happening all over your face
I've been watching tirelessly
How many

aside these
Disbeliefs
Lie, stifle and breathe
Bash one out, think of me
Hush now, don’t
Peep, the least you can do is clean your
Sheets. Wash off me
Your

Feelings Gone

Styles P

Master of Ceremonies

2011

Blowin' chronic; am I demonic or angelic? [inhale]
No vanilla Dutch, fuck it! Get the pain tell it;
Rollin' one sheet; thinkin' 'bout my rap sheet

Irresistible
Truly tantalizing
How the flow spins me into a rage
I blaze and seethe
When I smell the sheets
And tonight the whore falls prey to my

know I'm sold
Scratch off the black paint to gold

So, I wish that I could split you in two
Cause I could keep a piece of  
You and I know the only truth

Licensed to Kill

Jag Panzer

Ample Destruction

1984

to rise
Don't walk the street at night, my friend
Or you're in for a surprise

Playing on the sheets of untold sin
Who can tell what the darkness

We're my favorite broken record
Every scratch, every side
Flips from cloud to ground
The mood goes round and round
How'd you get to be so goddamn

Running so fast trying to catch my breath 
Tripping over my laces, scratch my knees on the pavement Slam my door say goodbye to the demons 
Oh, oh,

You're moving like a snake beneath the sheets
A shiver and you shake, a sweating bliss

You spin me round
You throw me down
Down on my knees
You pull

Suicide Trees

Otep

House of Secrets

2004

back, like a dying dove]
My love ..... [no] ..... my love.

[song]

So here we are again
The sheets are stained & bloodied
The animals scratch

sheets can become, well, anything

All my creative types
Whether you were made to paint or blaze a mic
Into game design or thinking up a play to write
But

in my sheets and all my feelings in a rubber
This is showtime, showtime, boy, I hope you set the DVR
Stacking money face to face, this shit look like

scratch that his nails give his cheeks
He expects one degree less in his pillow and sheets
He is watched by the crowd as his legs and feed shrink
His only

you climb in, yeah

I wanna be the sheets when you sleep
Lemme be the secrets that you keep
I got to be the spoon to still your cream
I wanna be,

I wanna comb your hair
I wanna scratch your back
If you'd scratch mine
I would milk your coffee
I would butter your toast
Just bring home the bacon
I

All these blank sheets 
In front of me 
Tell me a story I wanna see
A picture painted perfectly...

Tell me something 
I don't believe
In this ending

We're a bitch of a stitch
Once in a lifetime
Don't miss your calling

High in black ink on ivory sheet
Down to the dot, affidav'it
By the scratch

you climb in, yeah

I wanna be the sheets when you sleep

Lemme be the secrets that you keep

I got to be the spoon to still your cream

I wanna be,

no need to worry at all
And now you've got the same love bites
And the doctor ain't returning your call
It's getting in the sheets
There's else left