I'm like a bad taste that's been left in your mouth* I'm like a stain that won't wash out I'll be with you whenever you want me to be Like a shadow that
I want my content on your phone; I?ll charge six quid for a shitty ringtone My dance will spread across the nation It could be the next overnight sensation Tacky merchandise and such bad taste
to protect her All alone And so she told me, I was her center Nothing would tempt her I still roamed Just like her father left her Oohh he left her
poor, the rich get richer, it's just so disproportionate You don't know just what I've gone through, that's why I would rather show you Just how far
row of teeth out No disrespecting Mr. West, shit I'm just nice with mine and it's just rap I'm just like Ricky Hatton, I just like to rhyme These weak
of hate, Satan and scatter-brained atheist But that ain't the case, see it's a matter of taste We as a people decide if Shady's as bad as they say he
wanna put your lips where hips are, kiss on my, all over my, All the boys think its cake when they taste my, You don't even need a plate, just your
I keep singing the same old song Like I did before When you left me You left me in darkness I'd never known before I was restless A fool for your time
Nigga Left And They Thought We Was Done Done Think You'll Get Rid Of The Twist Of The Tongue They Thought We Was Finished But We Just Beginning They
so bad I could taste it I thought I told you before I know I told you Hate, hate That's all that's left in me Hate, hate That's all that's left in me
how to do is just fuck And you're just like a drug but it's never enough See I tell myself its proper but we're anything but We're just a couple of kids
, please biographers Spend currency til there aint none left And when I need more I?ll fake my own death Chorus Right now it?s just hit and miss, soon I?ll taste
We left and as soon as we did I knew There was a bad taste in our mouths Awareness didn't come too soon But you finally tasted it too It's just another
Frank, he has a certain way about him, I mean he just gets people to do these things. Don: He just makes me sick when he changes into a monster. Phyllis
get you sum. Say bye to the Bad guy, Wave bye to the Bad guy, Gucci Mane the bad guy. Yes, I am the Bad guy, Wave bye to the Bad guy. [Chorus:] I came
her bright eyes like sunny day real estate Oh my and in a funny way the ceiling tastes So high but no chance My little chemical romance left a bad taste
cry out? Can you hear me? Can your hear me? Do I have to cry? Can you hear me? Oh just to be just to be with you. Oh just to be with you. Oh just to
