Another Love Song       Fuck The World       Bitches With OI' Dirty Bastard

Another Love Song   Yeah, I mean I hear what your sayin I mean you got carried away in the moment I could forgive you.....I could do that I could do anything if I wanted I could buy you a Lexus Truck with a white leather interior I could kill off some bears and dogs and sh*t just to make you a fur coat I could love you and treat you with class And have babies fallin all out your *ss Thinkin about that I feel I'd rather kill you Cuz I got you in my car you ain't goin no where b*tch your dead I'd rather cut that neck in half I'd rather choke out that b*tch *ss I'd rather chop and never stop Cuz you f*cked my homie I'd rather cut that neck in half I'd rather choke out that b*tch *ss I'd rather chop and never stop Cuz you f*cked my homie I could take all the face paint off and get a real job workin for your dad I would rather take a 10 lbs axe and stick it in your daddy's forehead I could let you move into my house You f*ck the neighbor everytime I go out And whipe his nut on my pillow But I think I'd rather kill you Cuz we parked here all alone on this here dark alleyway, hey I'd rather cut that neck in half I'd rather choke out that b*tch *ss I'd rather chop and never stop Cuz you f*cked my homie I'd rather cut that neck in half I'd rather choke out that b*tch *ss I'd rather chop and never stop Cuz you f*cked my homie I'm the one that killed your precious cat and stuffed 'em in your f*ckin mail box If I only hadn't cut off my hair, I'd choke you with all my dred locks When I scream at the moon everynight You shoulda knowns somethin just ain't right Cuz I'm gonna slap you And then I'm going to kill you Cuz the moon told me to and it's watching us right now I'd rather cut that neck in half I'd rather choke out that b*tch *ss I'd rather chop and never stop Cuz you f*cked my homie I'd rather cut that neck in half I'd rather choke out that b*tch *ss I'd rather chop and never stop Cuz you f*cked my homie I could go back to school instead and try and get my diploma I'd much rather bang your head on the wall until you fall into a coma Cuz I can't get you outta my head I'd cut my head off but then I would be dead And I ain't the only motha f*cka thats dyin So lets just die together I'd rather cut that neck in half I'd rather choke out that b*tch *ss I'd rather chop and never stop Cuz you f*cked my homie I'd rather cut that neck in half I'd rather choke out that b*tch *ss I'd rather chop and never stop Cuz you f*cked my homie       Fuck The World   If I only could I'd set the world on fire If I only could I'd set the world on fire If I only could I'd set the world on fire Say f*ck the world F*CK THE WORLD! F*ck 'em all F*CK 'EM ALL F*ck you, f*ck me, f*ck us F*ck Tom f*ck Mary f*ck Gus F*ck dairies, f*ck the west coast and f*ck everybody on the east EAT SH*T AND DIE, or f*ck off at least F*ck pre-schoolers, f*ck rulers, kings and queens f*ck gold jewelers F*ck wine coolers F*ck chickens, f*ck ducks Everybody in your crew sucks punk motha f*cks F*ck critics, f*ck your review Even if you like me, F*CK YOU! F*ck your mom, f*ck your moms mamma F*ck the Beastie Boys and the dalli llama F*ck the rain forest, f*ck a Forrest Gump You probably like it in the RUMP, f*ck a shoe pump F*ck the real deal, and f*ck all the fakes F*ck all 52 states, oooh And f*ck you If I only could I'd set the world on fire If I only could I'd set the world on fire If I only could I'd set the world on fire If I only could I'd set the world on fire (keep repeating) Say f*ck the world F*CK THE WORLD! F*ck 'em all F*CK 'EM ALL F*CK 'EM ALL F*ck Oprah f*ck opera f*ck a soap opera F*ck a pop locker and a cock blocker F*ck your girlfriend I probably did her already F*ck Kile and his brother Tom Petty, jump steady My homie f*ck 'em what are ya gonna do F*ck that b*tch man f*ck you Yeah well f*ck you to Don't bother to analyze these rhymes In this song I say F*CK 93 times F*ck the president, f*ck your welfare F*ck your government and f*ck Fred Bear F*ck Nugent, like anybody gives a f*ck You like to hunt a lot, SO F*CKIN WHAT! F*ck disco, count a monty Crisco F*ck cisco, and Jack and Jerry Brisco And f*ck everyone that went down with the Titanic, in a panic I'm like, F*CK YOU ALL!!!! If I only could I'd set the world on fire (keep repeating) Say f*ck the world F*CK THE WORLD! F*ck 'em all F*CK 'EM ALL F*CK 'EM ALL F*ck Celine Deon and f*ck Deon Walrick You both make me sick, suck my dick F*ck the Berlin wall, both sides of it And f*ck Lile Lovett, whoever the f*ck that is F*ck everybody in the hemisphere F*ck them across the world and f*ck them right here You know the guy who operates the Rouge river draw bridge in delray on Jefferson? F*CK HIM! F*ck your idea, f*ck your gonorrhea, f*ck your diarrhea, Rocky Miavia F*ck your wife your homie did he's f*ckin you F*ck the police and the 5.0 too F*ck Spin, Rolling Stone, and f*ck Vibe F*ck everybody inside Whoever’s on the cover, f*ck his mother F*ck your homes little brother from along the way And f*ck Violent J       Bitches With OI' Dirty Bastard   B*tches B*tches B*tches B*tch what tha f*ck? What ya try to do to me? You wasn't true to me When I was locked up you f*cked somethin like 34 guys But I let that slide Cuz your *ss is bangin, your titties is phat I wanted to f*ck that, butt f*ck that I never gave a f*ck that, you put it through the courts And gave me genital warts Now I stack my nine, I'm goin for your knees I'ma blow 'em out and give your neck a squeeze As your standin there I'ma be like B*TCH! You know you done f*cked up right? Girl ya know I love ya but now ya gotta die Now ya gotta die, now ya gotta die (4x) Bitch don't talk about b*tches I'm f*ckin them Please no fat b*tches I'm f*ckin slim Unless its one of those nights I'm smokin my sh*t I don't camp out high, I'm f*ckin that sh*t How much it cost big fat crack head? Ain't tryin to hear all them words you said Five minutes b*tch, then I came F*ck your name, and from were you came I don't give a f*ck b*tch, I will kill you You Sequeta You Bolinda You to Pation B*TCH!!! Girl ya know I love ya but now ya gotta die Now ya gotta die, now ya gotta die (4x) One thing I can't stand is these b*tches Tryin to take my riches, when I ain't even got none I never lies, you knew what I wanted all the while My dick in your vertical smile We kiss and hug, snug and tickle But the b*tch wouldn't even buff my f*ckin pickle She f*cked everybody else in the place It's all good, NOW LET ME HEAD BUTT YOUR FACE! B*tch I love you but now ya gotta die Girl you know I love you but now ya gotta die Girl ya know I love ya but now ya gotta die Now ya gotta die, now ya gotta die Now ya gotta die, now ya gotta die

Clases de Música