Daddy's flown across the ocean Leaving just a memory A snapshot in the family album Daddy what else did you leave for me Dad what d'ya leave behind
Gib mir das , gib mir es , gib mir kies , gib mir alles was ich haben will pinkes , wei?es , mittlere steine, tausend liter alkohol (acid & house) [Hook
white boy named Eminem say he's live like me Talkin' about he from Detroit the East Side like me Talkin' about he don't spit Acid Rap but spit Acid like
: At last the crimson chord cascade To shower dry cordials within Too late to leap the chocolate gate Pale fountains fizzing forth pink gin While destiny
my guns get jurassic Superbad, who am I? Dolemite classic The vandal's back, hands on Angela Bassett I handle my plastic, gunplay I mastered No coke, dope mixed down with acid
i woke up one early evening and i knew i was alone did the sun come up or did it rain again I'll never know i felt the acid in my stomach rise above
who dies Surprise, surprise Baby doll I'll kick the boys and make them fall Baby doll I'll kick the boys and make them fall Sugar and razor blade Acid pink
you (who could really blame you) We're the ones who made you (VERSE ONE) Back by popular demand Now pop a little Zantac or ant'-acid if you can You'
your body shake All over, so critical First one running to the bar To get a drink First one hanging out the car Chunky pink Really paralyzed, numb
porn lover with a mouth for disease giddy'up honey my rubber fuck doll when your candle's snuffed out I'll burn brighter than before pink poinsttias for
Kiddy porn lover with a mouth for disease Giddy 'up honey my rubber fuck doll When your candle's snuffed out I'll burn brighter than before Pink poinsettias
get Jurassic Super bad, who am I? Dolemite classic The vandal's back, hands on Angela Bassett I handle my plastic, gun play I mastered No coke, dope mixed down with acid
my guns get Jurassic Superbad, who am I? Dolemite classic The vandal's back, hands on Angela Bassett I handle my plastic, gunplay I mastered No coke, dope mixed down with acid
you said punch-buggy red and punched me right in my left eye i said don't you mean pediddle? and i lit his house on fire he came home on acid i was holding
'em and I jump and I skip And I hop and I flip over niggas like gymnastics Watch the way that I'm comin ', I'm givin' the streets acid Bastards, niggas
look away, he seemed so fragile. We tried to offer him a cigarette but it was futile... no way through. The guards screamed "Front!", drew guns, splashed acid
of Mary Lush valley all dressed in green Just ripe for the pickin' God I want to get you out of here You can ride in a pink Mustang When I think of
