Lyrics:
To salute the moon of our paradise lost and you're a spectator
Stringent, inch by sacred inch shoveling colon in my earthworm soul
Borough up through the dirt
these nails, when I am stopping your talk
Cuz I am bomb like I'm formed by Robert Oppenheimer
No benign talks, till I cause you fuckers fear me
Can't do
have a nine, when I can have a ten
Lickin up the nuts, while I'm gone holler at her friend
Bitch, ain't no time for me to teach her
Rather have
marks
The decade of hot shit
If a nigga say I fell off all I
Want you to do is ask him when
What they gonna say, what the Curtis album?
Okay so number
Bitch, this the nail in your coffin My punchlines punch, knock you well up the boston
My blunt so strong, one inhale and you're coughin
I'm the storm
(yeah)
Became an addict, funny 'cause I had pop appeal
But they said time would tell (what) if I'd prevail (huh)
And all I did was (what) put Nine Inch
Mark it as another project in the books
Another album where I wrote all of the verses and hooks
A fuckin comeback, one album after another
Producing
cost of exhaustion
To salute the moon above paradise
Lost and you're a spectator, stringent
Inch by sacred inch shoveling coal
Into my earthworm soul
of denali
Nine tentative lies for back alleys
Nineteen seventy nixon Death Valley
36 inch ran them hand off
Drive slow lynch face them mind off
David
of denali
Nine tentative lies for back alleys
Nineteen seventy nixon Death Valley
36 inch ran them hand off
Drive slow lynch face them mind off
David
and download every rhyme that I spit
You could pay homage to Rip for one dollar a clip
None of those rhymes is on the album bitch
It's a storage facility where I
The rap game, hip-hop 101
The hardest nine to five you'll ever have
You can't learn this shit in no history book
You ready to rap, motherfucker?
The rap game, hip-hop 101
The hardest nine to five you'll ever have
You can't learn this shit in no history book
You ready to rap, motherfucker?
shite
But I closed the multinational deal with the executive guys
In the casino over steaks and several lines,
Gotta do my nails and hit the gym before
lil' chick come closer
She stuck a nine inch nail through my left eye
That flew over head like jet fly
I took half a xan, I'm geekin'
Yea I saw yo' album
the type, give him an inch? He takin' a yard
'cause see, he the type of cat that be thinkin' he hard
I told him if he gonna come, he got ta come by eight
big dosser
Where's this kid from
Big John
It's his son
Bell rings it's on
So if you're going to come then you best Bring a big gun
And your nine-inch
big dosser
Where's this kid from
Big John
It's his son
Bell rings it's on
So if you're going to come then you best Bring a big gun
And your nine-inch
you do let me talk to you
I'm offering this bloody heart to you
Nine inch nails dug deep in the wound and here's a rose that I bloomed for you
Saajan
fucked up
Like a fucked up punk with a fucked up mouth
A nine inch nail, I'll get knocked the fuck out
Fucked up AIDS from fucked up sex
Fake-ass
fucked up
Like a fucked up punk with a fucked up mouth
A nine inch nail, I'll get knocked the fuck out
Fucked up AIDS from fucked up sex
Fake-ass
scratched but I don't got nails
Got my own truck but I want to drive trails
Plus I won a house in ATL and that depends on my sales
And I'm tryin' to get
a misfit
Feels like I got nine inch nails though my eye lids
Satan tryna work me 9 to 5 but i might quit
No pilot watch him shoot up out the cock pit
Ima put
(Sometimes)
But we get by
(Well, what'cha want to do with it?)
One day at a time
[T-Boz]
Stuck on me at waffle house
After 1:12, when I go out
Where do
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