From a song, that is good or bad? punk at is ****est God save the queen She's not a human being and There's no future And England's dreaming sex Pistols
This could be good. Suddenly I turn into a penguin I swim towards the sea My wings are short but shiny I'm glad I'm not a bee By the thrash band Corporation 187. Cracking band but lyric wise
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire We don't need no water let the motherfucker burn Burn motherfucker burn the bloodhound gang.
Wearing No UnDerWear To slip it in and bang bang And tattooed on her butt cheeks **** Me. Everybody here comes in your face Your wanting everybody looking on in your direction Have you looked at your skin complexion How could I ever put my dick in you? Bitchin erected muscle lickin Think I'd rather be chokin my chicken Sikth- Such the fool.
You don't always have to **** her hard In fact sometimes that's not right to do Sometimes you got to make some love And ****in' give her some smooches too tenaacious d
How many times a day Will you masturbate your stress away? Sore, when you fill your order Persistent genital arousal disorder Cephalic Carnage - P.G.A.D
Well **** my ass and call me a bitch Oh! You **** faced cock master (Wow! **** faced cock master) Listen You Donkey Raping **** Eater! (donkey raping **** eater..) (poopy baby shid eader) You'd **** Your Uncle! You'd **** Your Uncle!! South Park
When I die, **** it I wanna go to hell Cause I'm a piece of ****, it ain't hard to ****in' tell It don't make sense, goin' to heaven with the goodie-goodies Dressed in white, I like black Tims and black hoodies God'll prolly have me on some real strict **** No sleepin' all day, no gettin' my dick licked..... Biggie
We are all here for a reason on a particular path You don't need a curriculum to know that you are part of the math Cats think I'm delirious, but I'm so damn serious That's why I expose my soul to the globe, the world I'm trying to make it better for these little boys and girls I'm not just another individual, my spirit is a part of this That's why I get spiritual, but I get my hymns from Him So it's not me, it's He that's lyrical I'm not a miracle, I'm a heaven-sent instrument My rhythmatic regimen navigates melodic notes for your soul and your mental That's why I'm instrumental Vibrations is what I'm into Yeah, I need my loot by rent day But that is not what gives me the heart of Kunte Kinte I'm tryina give us "us free" like Cinque I can't stop, that's why I'm hot Determination, dedication, motivation I'm talking to you, my many inspirations When I say I can't, let you or self down If I were of the highest cliff, on the highest riff And you slipped off the side and clinched on to your life in my grip I would never, ever let you down And when these words are found Let it been known that God's penmanship has been signed with a language called love That's why my breath is felt by the deaf And why my words are heard and confined to the ears of the blind I, too, dream in color and in rhyme So I guess I'm one of a kind in a full house Cuz whenever I open my heart, my soul, or my mouth A touch of God reigns out Anyone know it?
Unfashionable and 'bout as rational as a rash on a fag's asshole Now let's take that line and run it up the flag pole with Elton, see if he's cool with it Don't stand there and look stupid at me bitch, I ain't in the mood for this ****, get ma dick, google it til it pops up Y'all are so muthafuckin full of **** that you're stocked up... Shady