Dangling above a vat of putrid muck A rancid stench of foul decay never encountered before Screaming in horror, for I now remember my fate I will be submerged
Bert: (reading an oatmeal recipe book, "Cooking With Oatmeal") "You take four cups of oatmeal...two pitted mangoes..." Ernie: "Hey Bert!" B: "...buttermilk
words in my head atom splitting up the twins rocks inside my head again keeps me from your bed sends me errand boy at swim to drag my lake for scars
Anywhere with you tonight Any place you like to go Finger tips like satellites Baby it's a private show So tell me what you want Tell me what you need
well your arms hang parallel to the curtains your gaze falls perpendicular to the floor your resign yourself to the hurting the lines in your brow are
Prvi je vlado On dela za vlado Ima grdo razvado da se bori za prevlado Drugi je rado njega ima rado staro in mlado, on pa ima rad orado Rimar je A?lovek
Quicksand, I'm sucked down in again Blinded by the earth today Deep beneath the undertow But I'm two feet too short to reach it I'm paralyzed, I'm paralyzed
Somebody's pulling me close to the ground I ain't panicked, I been here before Seems like only yesterday when I got up on that stage In front of that
[finesse] Yeah...just about now in the studio, I'm cooling out with scratchmaster Rahiem, andre the giant, my dj mike smooth, shlomo on the engineering
Maybe you're never really living till you've understood what death is So I touched the human spirit with lyrics some say are breathless It's that breathlessness
Implement, irreligion yellowbrick roads Atheist, nonbelievers do they suppose Fantasies concrete pillars demonic play Warranty souls forgotten, could
The boy has got potential But he's never had commercial success There's flies in his ointment There's Stuyvesants and liquor on his breath We'll have
Well, it don't take much for me to do my thing All I need is a mic and a ring magazine Big beats 'a pumpin while the guitar blasts Make the punk motherfuckers
There are many things that rhyme In this short time I know a few But can't think of any, can you? I need to be inspired Or am I just tired? So the
[xzibit] From now and forever it's the likwit emcee "from now and forever it's the likwit emcee" -scratched by tony touch [defari] Danger
Dangling above a vat of putrid muck A rancid stench of foul decay never encountered before Screaming in horror for I now remember my fate I will be
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Rhyme and reason Reason and rhyme We asked the old man ?What is the time?? The time he said ?I do not know. The clock stopped working some time ago? ?