've a history of time to back up your claims Protecting the future by filling up the cracks The might expose the real nature of your games You want woman cos she's
she wiped the calf's blood from her lips. * "Proud to be British" said Margaret Thatcher As she wiped the Falkland's blood from her hands. * The ruling
of my brother and how the crack tighened the veins in his arms, Wish I could take the stress off my moms, 'Cuz she harmless y'all, She don't deserve no
that I'm a different shade when I'm in the second grade Abe Lincoln's play, they want me to portray a slave My momma's face went pale she looked like she
[ad libs for first 8 seconds] [Proof] Aiyyo, she a freak and I love the way she move to the beat Ass and titties bouncin, she ain't movin her feet Put
Rubble twenties, subtle Sippin' Saber tooth blood puddle- I could roll with the lackey's, that's if we hustle Knuckle in the mud, hell's bells in the
love with a slit eyed lady By the light of an eastern moon Shanghai Lil never used the pill She claimed that it just ain't natural She took me up on
to herself so she can turn into a monster. Isn't it cute? That's right, then, when she does that, and she's having a fantasy that she's turning into a
in her face She turns her head around She shares the blanket on which the love embraced She looks out of the window It's a lovely day outside She tells
. But this contract they've created. In acceptancve with society's morals, A tradition that's so dated. Looking back in time she thinks What's life got
radio on So she can dream of her favorite song The one that no one has ever sung, since she was small She'll never know that she made it up She had
needs and nature are no more changed, in fact, in ten thousand years than the beaks of eagles. Of the eagle's plight, we know that nature's balance
She was a whore let me tell ya!' A whore? Insider trading with the earth. Chitter and chatter and haggle and hustle for all it's worth. It's either human
Hart] Yeah, okay. Thanks... for nothing. [Mama Morton] She's not that nice, ain't she? I tell you, no matter how big she gives, she's still as common
and you A shriek disturbs the peacefulness, the cat's just killed a mouse The mother says with feeling as she looks out from the house It's breakfast
cloud, dead-eyed Like shifting parent flesh Under silk matricide... Watchful as she was upon Eden Where every rose arbour and orchard she swept Hid the
kiss For every soul returning From the fecund abyss Where nature's travesties congregate With a stone cold wish To see the wicker man burning The wind, she
t gotta exaggerate with the jewlery and thangs See a pretty boy natural super human We boomin They got themselves on cameras zoomin I'm snatchin your woman I didn't mean to, it's