pot veni, cind ochii-mi plini de regrete si tristeti par 2 candele-aprinse in cripta mortilor poeti?" Priviti sint gol, caci calea-mi fuse-atit de lunga
you go but loose, one-oh-oh-one uses We got the juice to bruise the fuses The volume in this room is much too groomed We need a big bad boom Noise K.O
Step up and get your whole band slaughtered You ain't got the raw plus you twenty gram shorter M.O.P. ban orders, I show you niggaz Faces Of Death manslaughter
other girls are a waste of time Whatever they may have ain't as good as mine Whatever you wish for I'll do it for you [Verse 1:] I can light a fuse
one killed a man on the run On the lam without bail headed straight back to jail Nowhere else for him to go daddy-o, daddy-o Daddy-o Daddy-o Daddy-o
Silicate N-O-2-S-1-O-3 a water glass Borax flexure full of brimstone sulfur Boraxic acid, hip-hop preserver C-O-2 could never put away the fire Style
the Cold-Eeze 'Golden Girls' got me 'Sweatin' To The Oldies' Hanging out like Double Ds sip Long Island Iced Teas Wrote to Mayor McCheese "Send a Shamrock Shake please" Three o
July the second, it was nineteen sixty-three I was servin' time for armed robbery Four o'clock in the mornin', I was layin' back in my cell I heard the
the show Because the party has begun and we'll still be dancing as-you-run-now! Come on everybody ! Get on with your party ! And don't let nobody say you're wrong. - O
, Big Truck Series The chain frozen, big chunk jewelry White girls say he's all semi cool But you don't want to cost him 'cause he got a short fuse I
starting to feel 'Cause I wanna go wherever you go This could be love for you and me. Love love L-O-V-EEEEE This could be love and anywhere together This could be love L-O
oh rodney won't you play this song tonight? O radio can you save my soul tonight? Cause we saw you standing there please don't deny it waiting for
fuckin' sin a yo yo, Duck back that's one of the policemans right now, So here we go you're about to see if the S-O-L is down... Skit That shit was
to cum all over Your pretty face A big disgrace My expectations Got me X-rated And I love the way you masturbated (R.O.C) Hey yo whats up I' am the R.O
lots, fuck a mule My lil nigga hit the fuel and traffic bitches bust you To get used by the clique with the bomb dick like the fuse Like Noah, take '
I'm T N T, and I just can't lose An E M C E E, with a fuse When it's lit I hit, with the lyrical wit Of a scientist, tryin' this Sugar coated, rhyme