the moon above Brownsville girl, show me all around the world, Brownsville girl, you're my honey love. Well, we crossed the panhandle and then we headed towards Amarillo We
it all. Well winter's gonna end, I'm gonna clean these veins again. So close to dying that I finally can start living. "Hi, we're back. This is Radio [beep] and we're
Ramp and Mercy's all we need for disaster For me the microphone master Look, I crash ya, bash ya skull Fucky with Mally G if you're trying to take a
all commercial now It's like a circle full of circus clowns up in the circuit now But now the Withe kids like it, so they tell me I can buy it But as soon as
you're living it up we're gonna let ya. If you're giving it up we're gonna get ya. Rock the party. If you're feeling all right. When you're having
to never die As we watch the genocide from on high Long ago...the first age of earth From the dragons womb we're given birth Protectors of our fathers
over With enough in your pocket to last for a week Pay the landlord, pay the shop Keep on grafting as long as you're able Keep on grafting till you drop
to success, escalator style Hold y'all breath, I told y'all, death controls y'all Big don't fold y'all, (big don't fold y'all) I spit phrases that'll
) your birthday suit tonight (She doesn't look as good as I do) I'm sure you're quite intelligent (U think she does, but think again. See?) A whiz at math and all
flowin' I could show you how to be legit as a kid And in return all I ask is that you can let me live [Chorus] Can I Live (Can I Live) One loss I give
grind Not even midnight Can stop my shine Let me confront The ultimate sin You're ready to die But I'm dying to live What you know About mass appeal? I peel out As
I live for your touch You feel so good and you give me so much Darling I love you The world can be cold Who cares as long as I have you to hold Life
Have we got a little treat in store for you tonight! We're gonna take you on a wonderful little trip around this glorious little globe of ours! we feature
BUMP BUMP BUMP BUMP! It's woofers, tweeters, speakers, geekers, ALL IN YO' TRUNK! My dad ain't raise no fag, my mom ain't had no punk We don't hesitate or negotiate, we
, escalator style Hold y'all breath, I told y'all, death controls y'all Big don't fold y'all, I spit phrases that'll thrill you You're nobody till somebody
and the long chivo" Guess who [Chorus] You pinche levas got me dying, dying of laughter You think it's funny, we'll see who's still laughing after You're