my head in sorrow and in sadness The sunshine of my life, it all had fled When the post man brought that letter yesterday morning "Saying come home my
home my boy your dear old mother's dead I'm sorry that harsh words were ever spoken You know I didn't mean them don't you Jack My eyes are blurred my
I say? You're my genius girl You're my genius girl Girl, you're my genius girl, my genius girl Girl, you're my genius girl You're jack of all trades
Krispies When I?m watchin? my cartoons Ooh, I love to eat Golden Grahams When I?m watchin? my cartoons Ooh, I love to eat Apple Jacks When I?m watchin? my
Celph Titled! I can't see y'all from where I'm at I like the smell of napalm in the morning while I'm eating my Apple Jacks My battle axe acts as a last
the sewers? Who'd mend my television? Wouldn't people lay about without some supervision? Who'd drive the fire engines? Who'd fix my video? If there
a problem with the mic, so I solve it like a man Grab it by the neck and rock it as hard as I can From Nike's on my feet, to the mic that I freak MC's
effect Sole defenders of the longest night New York had never slept And there were jumping jacks and whistlers over Christmas Like Rockets From The Crypt spilling the festive morning
' my cartoons Ooh, I love to eat Golden Grahams When I'm watchin' my cartoons Ooh, I love to eat Apple Jacks When I'm watchin' my cartoons Ooh, I love
Krispies When I'm watchin' my cartoons Ooh, I love to eat Golden Grahams When I'm watchin' my cartoons Ooh, I love to eat Apple Jacks When I'm watchin' my
] Fuck these hoes, it's the re-do, you know how we do Every Single Bitch y'all From the Psycho Active album, by my nigga X (Nerfarious) Bear nigga the
Hung] Fuck these hoes, it's the re-do, you know how we do Every Single Bitch y'all From the Psycho Active album, by my nigga X (Nerfarious) Bear nigga
clean the sewers? Who'd mend my television? Wouldn't people lay about without some supervision? Who'd drive the fire engines? Who'd fix my video? If there
to cockblock [P:] Slow down big fella (why) I think you're gassing me [E:] P, get off my big dick, chill, stop harrassing me [P:] Your dick, you mean my
James Earl Jones in Conan But fuck a snake I mutate to sift, feel this Pimp my wenches, Pestilence did this Bear skin on my back, made saggin' Ain't
can I say? You're my genius girl You're my genius girl Girl, you're my genius girl, my genius girl Girl, you're my genius girl You're jack of all trades