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I ran into a gas station, and blew somebody head off they neck I thought it was a dream but then I look and see that I'm a bloody wreck I can't run to
Friends don't come easily and this I know And every time I make one they always say they gotta go I wanna talk with people and look 'em in the face I
[Shaggy 2 Dope] The witch jumped on my back last night, I couldn't breathe In it's clutch, I was frozen with fright It went on for, what seemed like hours
There ain't nobody, asking me,where I've been There ain't nobody, that would name me, as a friend There ain't nobody, that's dropping by, to say hi There
[Violent J] I like to suffercate people and bite their necks They got me in a place it ain't like the rest And all you gotta do is to try to go for the
Somethin' has woke my a thump on my roof It was followed by crashin', more thumpin' ensued I jumped out of my bed thinkin' I'd been invaded Heard smashin
I climbed up the tree in the back and got on my rooftop with my 22, It's hot with little pops, Started bustin off shots aimin all at the sky, I emptied
Welcome to the dark carnival The tunnel of love Allow your emotions to run wild Allow your passion to soar freely Welcome to the tunnel of love
.. you and I in hells garden hells garden the way it used to work i'm in hells gard, hells gard, pay to watch em' burn i'm in hells gard, hells gard,
In Hell's Kitchen Elements in Hell's Kitchen Elements I've been to the land of milk and honey And those ingredients, they don't exist The origin, the
Elements In Hell's Kitchen Elements Elements
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Rolled in the mud But I could never come clean Counting blessings on my middle finger There in the back shed Pricing heads to the pound Told to shut
Billy was a silly boy And julie was no better They soaked up the advertising believing it was true Aren't we such a lucky pair To live in this nirvana
Well Mary was a lass From the lower class She was an Irish emigree When she arrived in New York In a kitchen she found work Cooking meals in the Bowery
Life's a bitch, then you die, black Hell Hell's Ditch, naked howling freedom The killer's hands are bound with chains At six o'clock, it starts to rain
One thing I despise is virgin suicide Shere Khan is something that the wind cries The way I collect is like a bomb threat meanin if you don't have my