Nobody looks you straight in the eye Drop like butter to the floor, just let me lie Drop like butter just let me fry Junk, junk, junk, junk Sure smell sweet for junk
Übersetzung: You Am I. Trödel.
's run out And I'm a hungry man Oh mama oooo You see I--I'm a--hurtin' man I was just a boy When they told me "God love ya" "You're insane" Here I am
you scream Make you scream, make you scream. What you gon do with all that junk? All that junk inside that trunk? I?ma get, get, get, get you drunk, Get you
swarmed aboard Then Griddlebone she gave a screech, for she was badly skeered I am sorry to admit it But she quickly disappeared She probably escaped with ease I
i wanna feel Fake world my girl you make me real Bitch you make me real And when i see you Everywhere i turn every time i see their faces around I
with you So I'm gonna sit out on the couch Don't try to talk to me 'Cause boy I am locking you out I don't wanna hear a thing Nothin' you got to say You
through I know I'll get to you I hate you, I hate you You can't hide from me And He can't help you I am and I have been and I'll always be your enemy
me hear you holla Good Squad in this bi*** Let me hear you holla Runyon Ave. in this bi*** So who am I gonna call on when I ain't got them boys with
me to you There is nothing you can do I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die... I'm pathetic! Yet magnetic! That is until the drugs are gone Then I am a
hold my hand I am an only child hold my hand I am an only child hold my hand Emily: I went looking for a car, found myself beneath the stars I went looking
niggas really wanna do I can't do competition verbally, I'm ownin you All you pussy niggas best beware I don`t care I got planty planet? hoes ?????????
asshole just like you In my punk rock band thinking I'm so cool (chorus) My girlfriends never satisfied no matter what I do Hell??? baby, I'm not to impressed with you I
t you lend me a nickel...?" "Get out, get out, I'll call the police I tell you." "All right, doctor, I'm going." Of course it was cold and far to walk
from me i have found you can find happiness is slavery i don't know what i am i don't know where i've been human junk just words and so much skin stick
done You are what I label as a, nerver plucker You're pluckin my nerves, you MC sucka I thought I oughta tell you, better yet warn That I am like a stock
You Ain't) Flipped Out That Junk And Start Callin (Bet) Its Ya Folk Soulja Boy Man U Already Know I Got Stacks On Deck When I Walk Through The Do' Man I
Prodigal son I've returned Anyone stepping to me you'll get burned 'Cause I've got lyrics But you ain't got none If you came to battle bring a shotgun But if you do you