Lyrics:
[Verse - Violent J]
In my mind's eye
You throw wickedness at me
I'm just a toy to you
I bring no real joy to you
The way I see it
You don't want me
region of space
I can meet you all there
Throw your arms in the air
Hands towards the sky
And you'll hear
Hands towards the sky
And you'll hear
When yer chips have just gone cold, don't throw 'em in the bin like you've been told.
Chuck them down onto the floor, then tread them in so
from behind
Either way I throw the pussy like the free throw line
Break a nigga spine, tote a calico and dare
any bitch fi come try test mine
'cause I got shades and ting
Bare girls wanna throw shade and ting
No shade, what shade is your foundation in?
Darkest grey, the shade I'm in
49 more
real stout, tip her over—fuck her guts out
Oh shit there go young Nick, A walking lick
Come in stick, And a stack to throw on your bitch
Nigga It's
were in
For you will never see the songs I wrote (songs I wrote)
For you will never hear the words I spoke
Throw the shoebox in the dumpster
low eyes
Low down dirty, twelve thirty
Night time crawlers
Off-the-wallers, basketball gun brawlers
Smoked out throw both fists for nine-seven
Slang
(Juvie, hoo, yeah)
Throw them racks, go stupid, yeah (Racks, stupid, yeah)
Squeeze my shot like Uzis, yeah (Shoot, Uzi, yeah)
When I slide on her, yeah
We carried you in our arms
On Independence Day
And now you'll throw us all aside
And put us all away
Oh, what dear daughter 'neath the sun
Could
the brains of a bitch (pick brain)
I throw the big B's on a bitch (throw the big B's on her)
I got a few C's on a bitch (got slatt)
I'm in another league
Gucci on
With TV's in the ride, throw a movie on
Said he couldn't rap now he at the top with doobie long
Cause the dookie's on any song that they threw
I've given you the spirit of David
You know how to worship and you can throw down
I've given you the spirit of David
And it's time you fight back for
Especially when I flex again
And throw a fuckin' lesbian in wet cement
Faggoty, faggoty, faggoty, raggedy Ann and Andy
No, raggedy Andy and Andy
No, it
every time
I need the Heimlich
Throw that to the side, yeah
I get those goosebumps every time, yeah
When you're not around (Straight up)
When you throw
Lemme serve ya up (yessir)
All dis money goin up
Girl go throw dat ass up, money goin up (yessir)
Girl go throw dat ass up (all dis money goin up)
Girl go
Get kicked out for coming home at dawn,
Mom and Dad cursed the day you were born,
Throw your clothes into a duffle bag
Shoutin' as ya slam
And I would be your punching bag
Throw it all and don't hold back
Still I'll be there
You know I'll be there
'Cause I used to live in fear, it was
other big town
MGK is just the next, talented clown
So flyover low, say hello to HiJack
Taking on East Coast won't be, crazy crack
Can't throw a curve.
Throw the knife into the ground
Wrapped in your soft, black blanket
Warm, adaraxian bliss
Intrusive ideations
Fast-forgotten or dismissed
Around
inside our hearts
Inside our hearts today
How can we build on what we've got
Not throw it all away
Will our children run
Like we do, like we do
professor's in the place
Even that motherfucker say "Hell yeah"
Yeah! We drunk as fuck and
Don't care so hell yeah (Hell yeah)
Throw them bottles in the air so
a
Barberpole
Twisted and useless
Till they disappear in her camisole
(Goodnight alibi)
Throw away your daggers and pills
'Cause everything's still
cake
Well, live it up, father Demus, hear
Mi now, hear mi now, hear mi now
Say, Mike Tyson is like a poison
An' every punch that he
Throw should-a
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