This is 50 I don't know what you take me for I really don't play that shit I ain't got to get you hit I get out myself and spray that shit I got a itchy
[Prevail:] Small pieces of metal get embedded in your skin Asymmetrical trajectory as seen by Galileo Ride the horse color pale, reminiscent of Rembrandt
[Mad Child] slightly schizophrenic borderline psychotic sensational recreational narcotics I thought I lost it but I found it temptation marches
bucket on the ground, Bring the bitch down, bring the bitch down, Let me tell you about our law, It's either sex or the saw yeah. All American Massacre
Yeah Uh huh So seductive I'll take you to the candy shop I'll let you lick the lollypop Go 'head girl don't you stop Keep going 'til you hit the spot
of pearls meet bits of gems Enter the battle of the lenses Red carpet massacre Don't wanna hassle you Red carpet massacre Death stalk paparazzi, yeah Red carpet massacre
Walking under skies, waiting for the fall Meet me at the corner shop, I'll show you it all Free you of your mind, something you won't find In the West
I saw it advertised one day, Bear mountain picnic was comin' my way. "come along 'n' take a trip, We'll bring you up there on a ship. Bring the wife
(copyright Nazareth, Tiflis Tunes,inc.-ascap) Mist upon the hill can remember murder, Mist upon the hill that once flowed with blood, Helped to cover
Once was a man who consumed his place and time He thought nothing could touch him But here and now it's a different storyline Like the straw he is clutching
Stab, hack, slash, kill Stab, hack, slash, kill Stab, hack, slash, kill Stab, hack, slash, kill Die, butcher rage of hate Stab, hack, slash, kill Stab
Men women and children Flee from the open in search of safety Sounds of distant aircraft get louder Louder louder and louder A woman breaks down and
be your first frontier don't let this happen again in a shrine of blood you'll confront the horror stand and react to fight back the massacre of the
(Mark Lupine) Mark went out with his rifle to the university of Montreal. Divided up a classroom and then only shot girls. Mark lupine killed fourteen
for freedom No one hears the sound Pure massacre Pure massacre Pure massacre Pure massacre Pure massacre Pure massacre, yeah Pure massacre Pure massacre It's gonna be A pure massacre
Lil' Mama, show me how you move it Better yet, put your back into it Do your thing like it ain't nothin' to it Shake, sh-sh-shake that ass girl Lil'
Gee wilikers, Gatman, they got me surrounded I'm on my way I got a Gatman There's a problem, I'ma solve it A nigga movin' around With a big ass revolver
La la la, la la la la la la la la Yeah, uh huh, I like how the way that feel I'll build you, but if ever I fall down And I need you to pick me up Promise