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You think that you can amputate me? I am you, you are me, you are I, I am we We are one, split in two that makes one, so you see You got to kill you if you wanna kill me
"Going up to heaven on an escalator/ Cause they sent you to hell on an escalator"
Or maybe
"I look like a dick in my picture ID/ But also the pic isn't me. Hmm"
I like my sugar with coffee and cream.
Honey, check it out you got me mesmerized
With your black hair and fat-ass thighs
I only wish I could find someone someday who will think of such romantic things to say to me...
Bear witness to the sickest shot while suckers get romantic
They ain't gonna send us campin' like they did my man Fred Hampton
Still we lampin', still clockin' dirt for our sweat
A ballot's dead, so a bullet's what I get
A thousand years they had the tools, we should be takin' 'em
Fuck the G-ride, I want the machines that are makin' 'em
You're waxin' your modem, tryin' to make it go faster
Hey fella, I bet you're still livin' in your parents' cellar
Downloadin' pictures of Sarah Michelle Gellar And postin' "Me too!" like some brain-dead AOL-er
I should do the world a favor and cap you like Old Yeller
You're just about as useless as jpegs to Hellen Keller
The fundamental forces were unified
We've no theory to describe that, though I've tried
Then the forces split and the universe was born
It was hotter then a priest watching kiddie porn
Momβs spaghetti
Milk is chillin, what more can I say.
Alone. Phone's unplugged. Ignoring calls even though no one does.
Maybe I am the ballot in the box / the bullet in the gun / the inner glow that lets you know to call your brother son and really that whole theme song.
Step up in this motherfucker just a-swingin' my hair.
I'm sorry, Puff, but I don't give a fuck
If this chick was my own mother, I'd still fuck her with no rubber
And cum inside her and have a son and a new brother
At the same time and just say that it ain't mineβwhat's my name?
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I take a look at my life and realize there's nothing left.
As I walk through the valley where I harvest my grain I take a look at my wife and realize she's very plain
I overheard my mother singing some song and a line about "getting more ass than a toilet seat"
I don't know what it's from but that is an immaculate lyric.
βI count lives, all on these songs
Look at the weak and cry, pray one day you'll be strong
Fighting for your rights, even when you're wrong
And hope that at least one of you sing about me when I'm goneβ
put your finger in the hole come bowl with me
Duck Duck Goose β cupcakKe https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=awGEv-ctCtg
and honestly the rest of the lyrics in this filthy masterpiece. 11/10
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Used to speak the King's En-ga-lish
But caught a rash on my lips, so now my chat just like dis
Plead the fifth, sip wine stiffly
Patiently come up and be spiffy in a jiffy
Gift for the grind, criminal mind shifty
Swift with the nine through a fifty nine fifty
One for the money, two for the better green / 3-4-methylenedioxymethamphetamine
I start to think and then I sink into the paper, like I was ink / when I'm writing I'm trapped in between the lines / I escape - when I finish the rhyme
"Life's not a bitch, life is a beautiful woman. You only call her a bitch 'cause she won't let you get that pussy." - _Daylight_Aesop Rock
I'll rip a tree out the ground and flip it upside down 'Fore I turn over a new leaf, clown
"Life ain't shit but a fat vagina"
One for the money, two for the better green
3,4 Methylenedioxymethamphetamine
that's ecstatic