greed In case Tommy Turbulence located the matrix then impedes(ooh) whistle b in dirge bout the boogie burst classic helen fell in haunted machines screened by similars that pagan act of suicide
on bushy butcher knives Your mouth maimed from suicidal muff dives Penis nothing more than bloody ground chuck Man meat hacked away from a masacratine fuck 9. Hate Machine
?C? // Rhymes inscribed on a nickel disk encased in a glass with an ion beam for longevity // For more than ten centuries, impressions and memories // The first time-machine
machine resurrection machine It's all a dream, it's all a dream Fed up with love, fed up with hate Fed up with love, fed up with hate Hungry for dying
same, dead and common place, spitting in the face of god, annihilation interface, creation of a hell on earth, traces of your life erased, machines are
students, I galloped off whistling "Ohio." The rest of them, stuck doing stand up at a cricket convention. But what they'd die for is it the same machine
control Die, let me reign in my own soul Die, let my life return Die, I'd do anything to see you burn What I create you desecrate, fueled by endless hate
my killing machine my my killing machine take you to the brink of madness it's a killing machine like you've never seen it's a killing machine leaves
lost its every bit of dignity killing fellow beings as many die in poverty self obsessed people are the downfall of society aliens are impressed by our suicide
set your spirit free Take this pain Buried by hate Disguise the evil Lay down the law Retribution Decadence Provocation Ignorance Machination Demise Isolation Suicide
She drove a big ol' Lincoln with suicide doors And a sewing machine in the back And a light bulb that looked like an alligator egg Was mounted up front
Suicide Road. The stage was set, the lights went out all around the old hotel, I hate myself for lovin' you and I'm glad the curtain fell. I hate that
they targeted the students I galloped off whistling "Ohio." The rest of them, stuck doing stand up at a cricket convention But what they'd die for is it the same machine
galloped off whistling "Ohio." The rest of them, stuck doing stand up at a cricket convention. Who would they die for? Is it the same machine that
hort)] Daddy Fat Sacks back on the scene Money shot to a Three movies But everything's straight like 9:15 It's back to the time machine, I believe Back
high as you wanna go Breakin fools off that wanna floss your gold Cause I hate flossers and I hate braggers I hate short stoppers and I hate laggers On
don't testify Straight up hood nigga, made it rappin Yeah, caught a break huh My life put down in words homey That's some real shit, yo A rapper - you hated