With friends like you I could throw away my tv Cause I got it all in spades now All triumph and tragedy And when as a kid with a pocket knife Like a
know you You won't believe the things I'll do But I know what I'm gonna do to you Hey babe, you're under the knife You know I'm right The knife Three
them a seance, penetrated their every dependant desire. It hacked off the central headpiece to the collective. It wrote them a message in the marrow of the knife
looking at you? Wherei??s that you go after the show? Whati??s that you say? a hey hey hey Say Mr. Brown how about this weather? Is it gonna rain on our parade
G This is Hip Hop beef And if ya' clip's not sheathed? Then I'm gonna rip yo' spleen! And I'll use the same knife, put it to your wife, While the mother
the middle of somebody's blues She looks like the Sunday comics She thinks she's Brenda Starr Her nose job is real atomic All she needs is an old knife
more problems [chorus] you got'sta bust yo' gun, cause if you don't then niggaz know you won't they gon' touch yo' ones got'sta bend yo' knife, cause
Mama go make my bed Tuck in the absurd These confessions are mine But I?ll claim not a word It?s a restless parade that passes me by And through the
tip you'll hear them say Tossing turning in their graves All this time searching in vain for what Blowing kisses to the masses in this ticker tape parade
the life that God gave me, To all the ones who betrayed me, you can't evade me And to all the ones who stayed with me, you get to parade with me, Thankfully
life until I catch up with your death. chorus. and it cuts like a knife. cuts like a knife. cuts like a knife cuts like a knife. (x 4)
her repose In a carnival of souls sold and similarly lost Too many decades misfit and mislaid In innocence, a tender legend of prey Parades her second
common law Never saw a better creature in my life, How could the one who stole my heart, make me reach for my knife (Why you reachin for your knife?)
I hear a thousand drums a million miles away I feel the Wembley rock I get a buzz off a big parade I get the music Everywhere Get off on the music If
See you later I shut your lights off like a blackout So hit the circuit breaker I'm the worst trouble you ever had vocab like knife stabs Comin' wild
Tick tick tock I am the kitchen clock Tick tick tock this is my wife Tick tick tock I am the kitchen clock Tick tick tock this is my knife! Tick tick
get scared and run away from me. its trife, hate, holds the control to life, channel your energy, cut through your foes like a soldier's knife. while