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cheap airfare I've got to fly to saint somewhere I'm close to bodily harm Twenty degrees and the hockey games on Nobody cares they are way too far
Of the Godhead bodily He is the image Of the invisible God Our Sabbath, our rest The word made flesh Prophet, priest and king Unto you we sing In him
I'm pissing in They sample my blood, they sample my urine So those above can control what I'm doing Down from my DNA, to my bodily fluids So, Mister
A life force that had the ability to create universes Is now caught in a bodily form Feeling so weary Cause everything's so dreary Lying
feel inside. Tell me, who do you see? See me running 'round, and you think I'm crazy, From the way we hurt. I don't mean bodily harm. When it
respect this Twenty-two shots of bodily harm, goodbye to your legs Goodbye to arms, goodbye to your moms The shit'll happen so fast, the gat blast,
fooled by his charm He's probably armed with intent to do bodily harm Ring the alarm, look for a man with green hair Check at your girl's house, he was
and thighs Catch my eyes like highs, I want your bodily surprise Double dime some time, ice cream you got me fallin' out Like a cripple, I love you like I
talking You should've seen this girl's bodily dimensions I honked my horn just to get her attention She said, "Was that for me?" I said, "Yeah" She
and thighs Catch my eyes like highs, I want your bodily surprise Double dime some time, ice cream you got me fallin' out Like a cripple, I love you like I
I was talking You should've seen this girl's bodily dimensions I honked my horn just to get her attention She said, "Was that for me?" I said,
new makeup it was parties All night, all the air-kissing All the red carpets And of course all this fancy dress-up plays Into the sort of bodily
The bitter charlemagnes so self-absorbed The bodily remains such a bore Hey, yeah Was I good enough to break you Hey, yeah And all I see is empty 'Cause
Drop the bomb, ring the alarm We are here to do bodily harm Now grab your girl and run along 'Cause she'll be with me by the end of the song Ayo
be arrested for malicious body odor intent Your odor going 'round,doin' people bodily harm And then somebody turned around and said (I smell your
seating Honey, look, I'm a monster don, I do monster things That's why I put your ass under my arm Fuckin' with him can bring bodily harm And where you
and pleasin', takin' a rest, I'm out for easin' Bodily functions makin' 'em dance and Pep, this is the Christmas season This is duck season, and I'm gettin'
of pharisees and sadducees Give them that Gardley free from the Black Odyssey Yo pardon me, you the God bodily Functioning on earth as a part of me That's
by the smell A glimpse of hell and bodily melt down Is what I felt now I cam with 500 Tryin to keep it all But she want it At the ATM to get 4 more
be kidding me not even hitting me Bout to get your bodily stiff and they ought to be kissing me ass bad That’ll be sad, cause the nigga about to get
benefactors Masquerading as the agency for the clients Hypocritical giants Morally non-compliant Orally armed to do bodily harm Polluted, recruited
opened it up enough so I can see She cracked it a bit, but that nigga pushed her, then came after me Extended arm, and bodily harm he shoulda caught
Kinetic you bet it's somethin' movin' your head its prophetic So get it embedded let it control your bodily Close to lettuce my head is far from synthetic
Follow Me Welcome To The Midwest Its A City Where Anybody Can Cause You Bodily Harm When You Walk On My City Hardly Armed Hardly Safe To Show Ya Face
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