. I'm blowed I take painkillers to ease the pain, though I aint in pain. No, we ain't the same, you drunk, I'm on everything. Sick when I kick it, gout
I've got thirty-six expressions-- Sweet as pie to tough as leather, And that's six expressions more Than all them Barrymores put together. Instead of just kicking
ease the pain Though I aint in pain No, we, ain?t the same, we drunk I?m on everything ?Cept when I kick it, gout Me sobering up, ha, alf Cash rules
flow, give back the tobasco You mother fuckers mustsanot know the tic tac songs Time to show you the mo kick ass flow in the cosmos Picasso with a pick axe
following" The shrieking of nothing is killing Just pictures of Jap girls in synthesis and I Ain't got no money and I ain't got no hair But I'm hoping to kick
'll charm you with a double-axe And then he brings the tie attacks He's not dressed for a cage He's robed in garments strictly for another age Here we come, drop kick
hack, and shimmer on down Santa Claus Clown Can't fuck around, now Livingroom, shhh, I creep Tippy toes cuz they asleep I pulled out the axe and slid
want your anus Aww, you're so hot Kicked in the stall Then I kicked in his jaw Kicked him in face And I kicked in his balls Punk tried to run but he
Verse 1-Violent J (crowd in parentheses)] Hey, Hey it's the wicked jokers and we're coming to the valley and we'll smoke ya (choke ya) Kick the clown
sick, a lunaticky-tick The doctor told me I'm a psycho So I ate his face like I don't know Knife to the neck and got some more The night of the axe, the
me Broke my legs and shot me But I'm still laughing Cuz of what happened on the night of the axe On the night of the axe (just psycho)... AAAH!!!
G-rides with a hundred spokes to match We roll two deep...three freaks...four amps in the back I kicked that crack game rap game now I let my axe bang
coulent, Quand un frere mord un frere comme un gros pitbull. Je peux rester cool, bouffe le space cake, Sa copine me saoule, oui veut Star Trik. Je la kick
the other side of the wall When half a chance is all I get if I get a chance at all When the going gets tougher than the tough can go I grind the axe -
can turn so small. I love the sound of crashing guitars. Show it! The 6-string kick inside. The 6-string kick inside. The 6-string kick inside.
soul like those afro picks, with the black fist And leave a crowd drippin like John the Baptist, it's the cause of that "Oh shit!" The skits I kick, flows
You cant flash when all your moneys gone Ill give you a 30 minute head start Fuck that ill even wait till its dark and hunt you down Swing an axe and
