[Turtle Banxx] picture this shit you facing totalin body and murderous situations against nations we organize like maces got killers patiently waitin
In the dancehall the mighty dancehall the snow ah go rummie tonight In the dancehall the mighty dancehall the Snow ah go singing tonight 'cause I Wonder
your gift horse has brought flies and the stench is unbareable i'm left with no option, but to embrace apathy and loneliness hoping that i die i took
Ano toki no futari kagayaiteta Kono koi wa eien to omotteta Boku no tonari ni wa kimi ga mou inai Kimi no tonari ni wa boku wa mou... *Ima made mita
What we need are a few good tatters....whats tatters aye? PO-TAT-OES! Boil'em, Mash'em, Stick'em in a stew Boil'em, Mash'em, Stick'em in a stew Boil'
Oh give me some hominy grits And some red sugar-cured ham Give me a great big bowl of gravy I'd be such a happy man If I could see the magnolias and azaleas
Yo, gee, yo, word up, gee, man Yo, man you heard about that club called the Donut Hill, B? Yeah, man, I heard it's kinda fly, man Yo man, Rakim and De
I can't open myself up to anyone I can't believe in anyone at all and I can't see anything the light that shines is disappearing, soon it will be gone
Mash for our dreams Mash for our dreams Mamamamamamamash for our dreams (Haha) Mash for our dreams (Yeah) Mamash, mash, mash, mash for our dreams (Haha
[Gould](spoken) Now, remember, you're an old-time Mammy! Poor as dirt, true, but rich in the wisdom of the ages! [Edith] Down in Carolina Be ole black
Through early morning fog I see Visions of the things to be The pains that are withheld for me I realize and I can see That suicide is painless
Oh, the wonderful thing about oatmeal How it lies on your pillow at night How it fills up the holes in your jacket How it doesn't taste like anything
Another day, another dollar Your nigga's home Don't make me holler Is anybody home? Hmm, I guess not Let's see what's on the hellavision U like
Another day, another dollar Your nigga's home Don't make me holler Is anybody home? Hmm, I guess not Let's see what's on the hellavision
It's the latest, it's the greatest Mashed Potato, ya, ya, ya A Mashed Potato started long time ago With a guy named Sloppy Joe You'll find this dance
(feat. C-Styles) [talking] Ha, hold up out the Shop looking good Know I'm tal'n bout, Rayface out the Shop Slim, them boys out the Shop It's going down
Du mois de Septembre au mois d'aout Faudrait des bottes de caoutchouc Pour patauger dans la gadoue Une a une les gouttes d'eau Me degoulinent dans le
[Pigeon John] Wake up the morning the bright sun shines in Brushin' my teeth when I smell eggs and bacon Walk down the stairs to see you cookin' Wearin
