You should all thank the by-gone pilgrims for the introduction of death, disease, and inhumane acts of cruelty towards the natives that once roamed this land. happy thanksgiving.
if i were you, i'd consider getting that checked out. pronto. mutherfucker.
Put that in your pipe, and smoke it.
i'd kill to be bailey's right arm. or perhaps a nautical star. i'd kill with a nautical star to be bailey's right arm. no. really. you're not getting this are you, mean either. but what the hell.
You know you can't fight it, it's impossible to not too. The "nautical star" is what you love. what does it mean, well, i'll get back to you on it.
bailey:
oh no no
not nautical stars....
my eyes! my eyes!
not nautical stars....
my eyes! my eyes!
i'm still working on my album, it's called The Blue Print 3: Story of The Misunderstood Freakstar. yeah, Jay-z ain't got nothing on me, playa.
oh hell, you just jumped the shark. come on already, it's quite trite. there, you even get a rhyme, sorta.
I despise weakness, i'd like to crush insignificant bugs that grovel to anyone.
may their spines splinter and collapse into a fine powdered mound.
my gift is malice, their acceptance is anguish.
may their spines splinter and collapse into a fine powdered mound.
my gift is malice, their acceptance is anguish.
Yes, i steal from the rich and give to the poor, only to steal yet again from the poor(now newly rich) and give back to the poor(the formerly rich).
Fuck this, let's shut this shit down, these damn circus clowns.
linz:
crazy pictcha!
Yeah, i've got that Prince thing going, the quasi-androgynous thing but still get the girls vibe.
There are words to say, but you ain't hearing them