Lyrics:
I'm just a hooligan who's used to using hallucinogens
Causin' illusions again, brain contusions again
Cutting and bruising the skin, razors, scissors,
believe us you can ask Jesus
I'ma be here bout as long as Regis
Understand I never pledge of alligiance
To this balla confusion might cause a contusion
peu souvent (nwaar)
J'ai l'coup d'poing vitreux quand j'te l'mets, c'est contusion (sale)
J'aime pas tous ces négros qui parlent en "si si la family"
Let's get it on
And the handgun is so included (yep)
Don't get it confused, I want no confusion (nope)
And keep your ho, I don't want your contusions
Such a nuisance, tryna kill all the loose ends
Tell me how the truth became so elusive
Them illusions from the fusion, the intrusion
Contusion
why'all, but this about Southern shit.
Now, tell me can you...uh...feel this, bitch?
We givin' 'em brain contusions...
Pimp see, what's the conclusion?
to testify for the ear
Excuse me, y'all, but this about Southern shit
Now, tell me can you uh, feel this, bitch?
We givin' 'em brain contusions
Pimp C,
Let's get it on
And the handgun is so included (yep)
Don't get it confused, I want no confusion (nope)
And keep your ho, I don't want your contusions
your ground Lisa.
L & B: We have our most outstanding fights!
Back: Outstanding fights!
Lisa: What kind of love brings such contusions?
Bart: All
y'all
But this about Southern shit
Now, tell me can you uh, feel this, bitch?
We givin' 'em brain contusions
Pimp C, what's the conclusion?
(Pimpin' ain't
confused I want no confusion
And keep ya ho I don't want your contusions
I make my hoes stop and
Let the dough keep moving
A bitch over some money is
production hit ya
Dome with life contusions
They been washed and rinsed and
Drenched in problematic solutions
Probably pinched off pollution
Penthouse pent up
yes it`s me in the flesh
it`s no illusion, f*** around and catch minor contusions
Whatever, I`m Smokin Joe when it comes to rap
I`m a pro-fessional,
It's no illusion, fuck around and catch minor contusions
Whatever, I'm Smoking Joe when it comes to rap
I'm a pro-fessional, Tiger Woods I'm good
the unanimous conclusion
Hurting real bad, like Stevie Wonder with contusions
It's a guitar chuck coming from Chuck Berry
Hi-de-high tones from Minnie Rip',
illusion
The collusion of fear and torment
Decimating to stem this contusion
With a power-mad freaking intent
You're sowing the seeds of a nightmare
who'd'n and coolin'
Stuffed and puffed like a Cuban
You trippin', she left with us
You get bruised and contusions
Used and abused and fooled
'Cause
the other Strange nigga, Brotha Lynch, gon' cut 'em up!
Come in a noose, ya (cover contusions), vertical movement
(The kid is a problem, better yet, he
second wind just blew in
Head up on that headboard I might give her a contusion
Be still, be still stop all of that moving
I'm the best you ever had
the serial
And stashed it, until I have to kill at will
Keep it movin', yes, it's me in the flesh
It's no illusion, fuck around and catch minor contusions
So gather 'round piggies and kiss this goodbye
I'd encourage your smiles I'll expect you won't cry
Another contusion, my funeral jag
Here's my
So gather 'round piggies and kiss this goodbye
I'd encourage your smiles I'll expect you won't cry
Another contusion, my funeral jag
Here's my
and contusion and things that nausiate
Ruptures of the psychie, Vexation in the head
Posion in my coffee and needles in my bed
Mischeif in the midrift,
Nike Airs
So quick son pick one, you don't want me to finish
or I'll quickly take you to 1950 and do you like the British
Head on a spear, contusions
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