me Kick me in the balls, I just don't care Rip out my brains, pull my fucking hair Abuse me, kick me, cut me 'till I bleed Fuck me, kick me, shit on
pop Ya arteries shot Ya bleedin and shout Get in the pine box Damn yous a hard muthafucka You so tough Tough until ya punkass hit The four-fifth kick
just gotta laugh, Sit back, cop some dope from a groupie and just relax. Even though deep in my soul I wanna go get me a axe, Run up on their doorstep
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
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
need a big kick in the butt My mind meets the hand of doom Don'tcha know- he's in this room!!! U Ain't Shit until U learn how to rock!!! Where's my fucking axe
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
got some other crimeys down, true gees But they got all day, so now it's just me And I'ma kick this slang until the day I die I can't go straight, I won
I 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
I 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
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 night
Rock's I kid you not, kick rocks or kick box And like a one legged man in an ass kickin contest You're gonna get your ass stampeded repeatedly And immediately
: [One.Be.Lo] Yo, you know my fame (who?), you know my title (what?) Every rhyme I kick get it started like a motorcycle Harley Davidson -- every time
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.
a picture and a text Fiends want dough, tricks want sex Bitches want dick, pimps want a grip Motherfuckers wanna know, when you gon' slip Man you rich, you still kick
' Doc do 200 first week your label call a meeting Yea i'm gonna let the gorrilas up in your building Kick your door, shoot up the ceiling Snatch the coke
