Hanging on a limb Feet off the ground Are you planning on falling or hanging around? Joking, as we stare at the oceans of endless possibilities The minute
fucking world I don't need this fucking world This world brings me down Gag with every breath This world brings me down I'm looking forward to death Looking forward to death
We've got the bags, the beers and the babes. Soaking grilled meat in the summer air breeze. Hoosh hoosh we all boogey on down hoosh the beers on ice.
Let's get drunk. The troops are assembled and ordered to loosen their ties. For on this sabbath day, the fortress is ours. Every hour the shot heard
know how, the power. Upon the top of the agrokrag, I?ve stood victorious. The Ukraine is not weak. Ukraine is not feeble. Backed into a corner of death
This is a song for people who enjoy Rippin' band-aids off hairy parts of your body [chorus] So join the Hair Club Rip it off C'mon join the Hair Club
The S-Stamina Action Ima Rock Star Check The Crowd Reaction Im Like Hey, You's A Rock Star Baby Up In The Buildin Makin The Club Go Crazy Hey You's
the funeral when it all began You know the painful transition from a boy to men I lost sight of my mother at the age of nine didn't understand death
piss From a Dixie cup, if you ever mix me up Or confuse me with a Canibus or Dre with a Dupri Will rub it in, every club your in, we'll have you Blackballed
should be "Can't-Believe-That-Nigga-Said-That-Shit" Probably sayin, "He ain't a killer", but I'm killin myself Smoke death, fuck bitches raw, on the kitchen
we recordin? I'm cancerous, so when I diss you wouldn't wanna answer this If you responded back with a battle rap you wrote for Canibus I strangled you to death
out, just to see what it feels like cause this is how I am in real life (mm-hmm) I don't want to just die a normal death, I wanna be killed twice (uh-
this Amatuers drink veteran piss From a Dixie cup, if you ever mix me up Or confuse me with a Canibus or Dre with a Dupri We'll rub it in, every club
like you don't know.. We run it.. You know but you actin' like you don't know.. [ Chorus ] You know, you actin' like you don't know I tear the club
JUST LOOSEN UP!) [Rap: Verse 3: Ja Rule and Ashanti] And button down your button-ups. We done goin' in the club, let's tear that club up. It gets just
ya Til you hate our niggas and shit just like bullets was travelin through ya Now, from right to left with a capital f We gon’ keep this shit hot to death
