Counting the days to get away To pack your bags up on a plane But see Bob run, yeah, see Bob play Why not talk to Bob today? If you wanna save the lost
Freak, is what the world calls me They don't understand so they try to stop me Hide, I can't hide so I stand up straight with Christ by my side No, no
There is a tremendous lover who would like to share His wondrous love story with all those who would care To listen to his still small voice, he doesn
Well, we walk hand in hand till life does us part Me and the world, my scum sweetheart We met a long ago with a flirt and a stare Together ever since
Pop bang boom pow Kill somebody and you take a bow Naughty (words), naughty (words) Mouth full of potty (words) You stretch and you flex And you swin
I wanna see the world through Jesus eyes See through Jesus tears I wanna see the world through Jesus eyes My vision's not as clear I wanna feel the world
Hey motherfucker, are you jerking off again? You horny little bastard can't do anything right You can't fuck, you can't suck, let me beat that dick You
Hey motherfucker, are you jerking off again You horny little bastard can't do anything right You can't fuck, you can't suck, let me beat that dick
Verbieden is verboden dus verboden te verbieden. Platenbazen die verbieden hebben mij niets te bieden. Als er wordt gezeken dan heb ik het snel bekeken
Hallo - und guten Tag zuhaus' Wir sind's - schalten sie (nicht) gleich aus Dies ist nur ein Lied ueber Zensur Jaaa dies ist nur ein Lied ueber Zensur
Yeah Now we're Anthrax and we take no shit And we don't care for writing hits The sound you hear is what we like I'll steal your pop-tarts like I stole
Yeah Now we're Anthrax and we take no shit And we don't care for writing hits The sound you hear is what we like And I'll steal your pop-tarts like I
[Funkmaster Flex] Yeah baby, you know how we get down Funkmaster Flex, number one station in the nation My man Big Pun up in this piece [Big Punisher
It's not a song about old friends, backstabbers, leeches, or cretins. It's not about you, and it isn't true. It's not a song about family, how the lack
When you expect the pain there's nothing more to ascertain There's so much to think of when a push comes to shove Because you've shown me how it's easier
Dies ist die tragische Geschichte eines verkorksten Liedes ich ging damals frohen Mutes ins Studio und nahm mein selbst verfaates Lied auf ein Lied so
So uncensored Verse 1: I'm a walking contradiction My missions is my addiction It turns me on, oh Every days a re-invention Fake enough and misconception
Snoop Snoop When the pimp's in the crib ma Drop it like it's hot Drop it like it's hot Drop it like it's hot When the pigs try to get at ya Park it
