This is dangerous Open up your head filled with shell shock This is dangerous I walk through mindfields, I watch your head rot This is dangerous Open
Change my pitch up Smack my bitch up Change my pitch up Smack my bitch up Change my pitch up Smack my bitch up Change my pitch up Smack my bitch up
Damage destructor, crowd disrupter Youth corrupter, everytimer Yeah, damage destructor, crowd disrupter Mainliner, everytimer Taste me, taste me Succumb
If you belive the western sun is falling down on everyone your breaking free the mornings come if you would know your time has come If you belive the
Frankie Valli - Grease Theme Song I solve my problems and I see the light We got a lovin' thing, we gotta feed it right There ain't no danger we can
This song is written by Joey Ramone She went away for the holidays said she's Going to L.A. but she never got there She never got there, she never got
Another song of woe Woe sounds like this You say nothings changed Where were you when my world Was spinning into masquerade? You claim it's just a question
I like my pockets fat, not flat I like my pockets fat, not flat I like my pockets fat, not flat I like my pockets fat, not flat I like my pockets fat
[Intro: Raekwon] {I'm tired of them motherfuckers down the block. Every time I come outside, them niggas..} Ayo, some major station radio {aiyo, come
Yeah! Check it out, check-a-check-a, check it out Would you believe that Fat Joe would flip a style like this? I can't get played, cause I roll with Baby
Why don't you go into the next room And start getting undressed? What's your pleasure? Fat sweaty Betty, the bitch ain't nothing new Her mom's used to
Slay bells jingle-lin', ring jin' jingle-lin' Horses, horses, horses, horses Slay bells jingle-lin' ring jin' jingle-lin' Santa Claus suck my balls drunk
[Chorus 1] Countin money, eatin rats, gettin pussy all day All I do is lean back, still makin greenbacks [Chorus 1 (4X) for the first 30 seconds] [Chorus
Death is on the midway Gambling with souls Roulette on the wire Ace is in the hole I sink beneath the feeling Moon is in my hands A crooked wheel of
A vast amount of hatred For humans unprotected For victims unprotected Starts a war Toys - they are trapped in a game Which none of them survives They
I wish I had an angel To tell me what I should do With all these troubles Stuck on me like superglue Angel, my spirit's so tired Oh, my spirit's so tired
Why, this car is automatic It's systematic, it's hydromatic Why, it's greased lightning (Grease lightning) We'll get some overhead lifters and some four
[Stephanie] No more midnight rides with you No more secret rendezvous I'm gonna miss all the things we'll never do I just can't believe you left me