You're a fucking idiot
out your lungs and chew you up into itsy-bitsy teeny-tiny little pieces.'' ``Okay'', said the bird. Billy the Bird almost touched the Wolf's head with
coast guard the west I'm Mozart, I compose dark shit with no heart [Yelawolf] I got no Jim Beam in the liver Getting head like clean clippers, with
people have to learn some people wait their turn some people but not me I was born a champion some people have to fight some people give their lives
poppin off at the chops boy we poppin off shots guaranteeing a spot at the top first place for niggas gettin guys who think you fuckin with trick
the jet land smoked up just look right under ya The aircraft carry back half of Colombia Yeah, separate the rubble Stay beatin niggaz brains out with
your car their but yet you keep lookin' 'Cause your mind didn't except yet that somebody took it So your scratchin' your head and tryin' to get things clear And there's always some idiot
sullivan beatles crowd response I slowed it down - try to download this gig to formatted floppy disk While heads bop like epileptics sucking my dick to some off
THAT?S A 3-SHIP HI-DEF CAMCORDER WITH A HARPER DUIDE CONDENSER MICROPHONE MOUNTED ON A CARBON-FLIED TRIPOD WITH AN OVERDRIVE FLUED-HEAD. I ALSO BROUGHT
her cuts Splattering brain pans as a matter of course Violently murdering with no fucking remorse Their bassist, to a boobytrap, paid a toll His head
collision with the beast Lost we religion and we can't get no peace Idiot weak heart want to take I for chief Stoop to their level and we plotting cold
his head I said, "Sir Isaac, you dumbbell, take my advice Go right back there and sleep beneath that tree And if you let that rotten apple fall down on your head
themselves who'll suffer the effects of their filthy labour? * The wealthy obscene with their obscene wealth Applaud the carnage from their grandstand
head. I said, "Sir Isaac, you dumbbell, take my advice. Go right back there and sleep beneath that tree. And if you let that rotten apple fall down on your head
occupation Like rappers with nuttin' to say I crush those idiots and throw 'em away 'Cause no matter how fatter the wallet, I'd rather Gather together and splatter whatever Egotistic mystics With
I stare off into space 'cause we need to turn our heads on 'cause our brains are getting soft, so exercise your brain and turn the tv fuckin' off, whoa
the things that I believed with all my heart when I was young Are just coasters for beers and clean surfaces for drugs and I've packed all my pamphlets with
