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Артист: Ill BillНазвание : Dope Fiend `94Данные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : hip-hop rap underground hip-hop death rap underground rap Видео:
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Let me get that needle, pass it, When it comes to the get high, baby I`m a junky bastard The fastest, so I`m a flow exempt me Let me get a dozen bagels and a ??? Now please arrest me, officer, `Cause I started lookin` in the Nautica Polo, Tommy Hillfiger sweater Mr. Woody Harrilson couldn`t do no better I`m Natural Born to the motherfuckin` letter For pleasure, I dig out your brain like treasure Take your blood pressure, examine, measure Discover, twenty years ago I fucked your mother I`m a born junky, I`ll never recover *(Chorus)* 2x Let me get that needle, pass it, when it comes to bein` the dope fiend, Kid I got`s to have it Let me get that needle, pass it, when it comes to the get high, Baby I`m a junky bastard *(Verse 2)* I be gettin` voodoo raw like Greek sex I`m searchin` for six chicks wit` sloppy tits hangin` off their chests Fuck kickin` flavor in your ear, I`d rather kick you in your fuckin` cunt, then rip off your brassiere I`m here, Mr. I-double-L-B, A-double-L, puffin` on a nick a crack in my jail-cell They pay me well for my services When I murder kids, I orgasm Then I get rid of the evidence Left up on the scene of the crime I spit back inside of my mouth when I rhyme Bloody, little punk ass, rudy-dudy Let me get your crack-rock and all your money Sonny, I`m a fuckin` sicky I`m a six-inch it in then toss you in the lake like Ricki Illin` like a handy-capped spaz Peep the soup-bass, rippin` out the frame of your ass *(Chorus)* 2x *(Verse 3)* Walkin` through the rain, I saw you You were holdin` hands, I`m startin` to feel like Orange Juice Jones I don`t really care if you just returned your glasses I`m a take a butcher knife to your sorry asses (?) Stop fantasizing about pizza-pies wit` (?) Body parts n shit, get your fuckin` throat slit `Cause I`m a modern crazy guy, you`re all gonna die So why even bother actin` fly on the plane to Chicago Call Hertz rent a rental car Think your crazy `cause you got a scar Think again, I`ll cut you again I`m a put that doody-casserole inside of your mother`s oven *(Chorus)* 2x | Похожие исполнители:
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