And teary eyes or flip the coin and revitalize? Have patience until November... So I'm told I need answers! I'm trusting who? Metal Pig
I sneak a sniff of her live wire hair. It is bright red with random sparks. My bionic sister teaches me inhumanity. Parting her silver thighs and making
Traduction: The Nerve Agents. Metal Pig.
and violet's ain't blue Why do we do the things that we do? Wicked rhymes, wicked times, you too [Violent J] Never had life, always been dead Gotta metal
those Deep pistol Whip hoes I bitch O's Money, Roll, I stick a zipcode Tiptoed, before Doc escape row Thirsty, snippin' out a pig nose My Benz too, with
shoulder Your sorrow tomorrow Behavior your savior Illogical choir We die young desire You slither you wither The terror your error Pig hammer the
that suck it up. and i don't ever do the eye till i did that thing. i bet you like a blue boost. try a noose. loosen the strap where the two metal ends
[Intro Skit] Someday I'm gonna be walkin down the streets, mindin my own business.. and BAM!! I'm gon' be shot by some pig who's gonna SWEAR that it was
Mushrooms, dick those Deep pistol Whip hoes I bitch O's Money, Roll, I stick a zipcode Tiptoed, before Doc escape row Thirsty, snippin' out a pig nose
Mushrooms, did those Deep pistol Whip hoes I bitch O's Money, roll, I stick a zip code Tiptoed, before Doc hit skid row Thirsty, sniffin' out a pig
's & nothin' can penetrate the steel mind state Like shaq when he go back & dominate Peter gunz Aiiyo I stop many hearts Part many wigs *** & get it twisted & Play me for any pig
most interesting man in the world, I know papi Sippin' root beer floats Saki mixed with Dos Equis I'm a Slaughterhouse rock star I pick up the biggest pig
ain't red and violets ain't blue Why do we do the things that we do? Wicked rhymes, wicked times, you too Never had life, always been dead Gotta metal
? (SFX of a pig) Forty-eight times I told you don't go! (SFX of a pig) The milk is not their (SFX of a pig) Monkey where you at monkey? (SFX of a pig)
me the keys to the car I'm runnin' late for my menage-a-trois Pass it, tap it, and then crack it Take a small swig or down it like a pig You too tipsys
This is raw, all across the board, Liquid Sword Chamber If it's coming from my jaw, then it's pure anger Heavy metal rap, with a 44 banger We can settle
that ass like a gas pedal You owe me scraps I will melt you like a piece of metal I'm a bounce your ass just like a basketball And with a pig's blood