Picked up a flyer just the other day My favorite band was coming here to play Last time they were here no one broke the silence I hope this time it doesn
out I won't tell you to stay But I'm coming to much more Me All at once the ghosts come back Reeling in you now What if they came down crushing
't escape 'Cause one of my records will sell more than your whole tape I want beef, bring on the rookies I got more than just Cool J cookies Rip Rock, crush
there ain't no flow A soul decay, was D.O.A I know what you here for now Words out you're an idea whore though Now don't you crush on me I'll see you
We like them boyz with them rubber band bands. He move weight keep a couple gram grams So (so so so) where your money put it in your hand hands Now (now
t like anybody else? Can't quite figure it out so I keep to myself Too street for the sheltered, underground fan Too intelligent for play on your FM band
tree, come broken nuclear With termites corroded in your veins and elected to drown the pain But the pain couldn't quite die with a thrown back whiskey sour Puritan, crushing
before you're lies And the lights just march on by And the crowd they walk and sigh Yet time is slow Feel the world on my hands Trust incentives of a band
want me Yesterday, I was the freshest Nigga in the country Bad hoes hunt me They follow me on Sunday The rape me on Monday And they blow the crush right
' the band ya dig to the death New Orleans the third ward Magnolia Let me catch a nigga bootin' up I'ma be like what's hap nigga I crush bones and ain
getting it You know there's one thing that really now makes me mad You used to blow me off but now I'm the latest fad I'm the thing that every rock band
then they pull you in And then you want to die And then it gets on top of you Believe me when I tell you It won't let you go It'll crush it Life will
t mean a fuckin' thing to me! or you fall down!! *solo* you're pathetic and you're weak, you're a fake and you lie I'd like to crush you
She threw down her golden band Crushed it with her feet into the sand Took her silent partner by the hand Yeah, yeah, ooh, yeah, yeah Somewhere near
crew on line Took a trip around the side, so I could get backstage If you call me a tiger, then the stage is my cage I rip, stomp and crush, heavy metal bands
them with a passion But back to the mic 'cause I'm always down for action Many M.C.'s fall to the dust, some will rust 'Cause I bust and I crush, you
hoo. Ooh hoo, yeah, yeah. Ooh hoo, hoo hoo. Oh, yeah, yeah. Gonna get cleaned up an' later tonight, Be like bold, the brightest, me all right? They got a hot band
summer fling Came as fast as she left me Oh, it?s such a tragedy We both had way too much to drink This empty bed, the long drive home Leaves me crushed