Lyrics:
me so much, I make you throw up, feeling like you got an ulcer
Play with your brain, making a change, but I don't have a controller.
Make you think I
My skin is so thin, gloss of my hairs
I wish i escape from humid cells
From ulcer forest, from ugly smells
I kiss the incense, come back, my grace
I
them singing
New life
How could I ever deny
Such a gift as this to have been offered?
Let them feast
Let them gather
Let the ulcers swell and fester
lumen pic line peg tube
fecal management system
Wound vac and dialysis cath non responsive
With multiple stage 2 and 3 ulcers
And a stage 4 ulcer to his
Burial site exhumed
Plague ridden corpses
The stench of fetid fumes
Visceral torture
Parasitic cysts
Symbiotic ulcers
Suppurating anus
Decomposing
bruises I can't place
Oh I've been coughing out blood
I've got a gut full of ulcers
They're gonna burn out like dead stars
Turn to dust
If you're
Never, never, I’ve feeled myself so confused
Inexplicable feature rules me as a Lord.
It drives me crazy divides my mind into parts
Ulcer
I guess it's liver again
Can't you, make some pork?
Have you heard of this animal
Called a pig?
What'cha do to this pudding?
My ulcer's
over, hoes choose Hova
My food for thought so hot it give you dudes ulcers
Rovers, roasters, posers
Gettin' it in with me, livin' like they supposed
my lawn
But you need an advisor
A satyr, but wiser
A good merchandiser
And oh!
There goes my ulcer!
I'm down to one last hope
And I hope it's you
an ul-cer, loose your pulse or
collapsed lung, look how many gats I brung
For them homos, still doin promos
Break both your legs you're movin slow-mo, got
an ul-cer, loose your pulse or
Collapsed lung, look how many gats I brung
For them homos, still doin' promos
Break both your legs you're movin' slow-mo, got
She gave that old nigga an ulcer
Bitter sweet taste made his gold tooth ache (uh)
Make a knee shake, make a priest faint (uh)
Make a nun cum, make
an ul-cer, loose your pulse or
Collapsed lung, look how many gats I brung
For them homos, still doin' promos
Break both your legs you're movin' slow-mo, got
it pay
I direct ten limited companies
with seeming consummate expertise
two ulcers and a heart disease
a trembling feeling in both knees ---
I'm
gangstas you choose whose, colder
Rappers get nasty in the booth
But I'm gross, I cant even stomach myself
Ulcer, more realer 'cause I'm closer
Had
and headaches
And soon to be ulcers
Compulsive yearnings
Non-stop to please others
[Chorus]
All won't be lost if I am
Governed by my own uniqueness
through
There'll still be piece of daddy's kingdom for you
Now Rocky you sure hurt your mama
And your daddy got an ulcer for a year
With the stock
the pain away
It's like an ulcer bleeding in my brain
Send me to the pharmacy
So I can lose my memory
I'm elated
Medicated
Lord knows I tried to find a way
handled a Jack Daniels with no cola
Now I'm twenty plus with an ulcer
Rehab didn't keep me clean didn't like who I was when I was sober
Fuck your AA
stunnin'
With the tummy off
The Testarosa got a ulcer
I'm just stuntin' ya'll
Birdman JR, I get that money ya'll
Workin' that traffic, call me the cross
Those fancy sauces with ptomaine
Are only for Americans
A Frenchman seldom eats the snails
With little ulcers on their tails
And all that cheese was
the cupboard of
Ulcer pills and booze
A ride through repetition I can't use
That's when the simple pleasures
Start moving quietly
Relaxing all the hang-ups
That
the stress'll give you an ulcer
Snatch that chain off your neck, don't care if that shit a choker
Cuz see Cripped out, why you so seasick?
Cold on a ho, I
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