by The Charlie Daniels Band on album Saratoga Springs 1979 (Live)
Call up Trudy on the telephone Send a letter in the mail Tell her I'm hung up in Dallas And they won't let me outta this jail And if she asks you how I'm fairing Tell her I'm just about to lose my mi
by Celph Titled feat. L-Fudge on album The Gatalog - A Collection of Chaos
Yeah, yeah Unh, unh L Fudge, Celph Titled (1: L Fudge) You lacks the minerals and vitamins Respect due to that The average hip hop consumer is now like, who that? Songs now a days ain't staying stuc
by The Charlie Daniels Band on album Suffolk Forum, Commack, Long Island, Ny. April 28th, 1978 (Remastered, Live On Broadcasting)
"Trudy" Call up Trudy on the telephone Send a letter in the mail Tell her I'm hung up in Dallas And they won't let me outta this jail And if she asks you how I'm fairing Tell her I'm just about to l
by R.A. the Rugged Man feat. Hopsin, Jarren Benton on album Underground Hits (Remix)
1: Hopsin] Yo, it's Rugged Man and Hop, we never get handed props We keeping it dope and underground as the planet watch If you want some bullshit, we spitting lyrics, then dammit stop Talking like yo
by Jamie Madrox on album Phatso
LYRICS FROM: Billy Decker You Ever Been About To F**k A Bitch, And Before You Take Her Pants Off You Can Smell Her Pussy In The Air? What About The Hotels Dawg? Everybody been to the hotel, got in t
by Puff Daddy (P Diddy) on album The Saga Continues
Puff Daddy (P Diddy) The Saga Continues Where's Sean? Thanks to [email protected] for these lyrics. f/ Big Azz Ko, Black Rob, Kain, Loon, Mark Curry & Bristal [P. Diddy] Eh yo what's up playboy
by Rockapella on album Rockapella One To Ny
Rockapella Rockapella One To Ny Diamonds (Kanako Nakayama and Kaori Okui, English lyrics Ralph McCarthy) In the chilly waters of the fountain At the great museum Dangle your feet and look up to t
by Big L on album NYC Goes Hard, Vol. 1: Real Hip Hop from New York's Best with DMX, Big L, Jadakiss, and More Kings of NY
Yo, I got slugs for snitches, no love for bitches Putting thugs in ditches when my trigger finger itches I got a rep that make police jet, known to get a priest wet I never beg for pussy like Keith Sw
by Big L on album NYC Goes Hard, Vol. 1: Real Hip Hop from New York's Best with DMX, Big L, Jadakiss, and More Kings of NY
Yo, I got slugs for snitches, no love for bitches Putting thugs in ditches when my trigger finger itches I got a rep that make police jet, known to get a priest wet I never beg for pussy like Keith Sw
by Pigface on album Bowery Ballroom, New York City, NY 12/23/1998 (Live)
I hate the whole fucking world so the world better hate me I bust in your house and kill your whole fucking family I get so much pussy I think fucking is boring Took 10 mothafuckas to the grave up nor
by Eminem on album Shady Classics: Mixtape
Once again it's the sinister cynical minister Shady Grip the knife to Superman he's a dinister Amy Administer of the pain just finished huffin the paint And muffler fumes like it was nothin because it
by Eminem on album Shady Classics
Once again it's the sinister cynical minister Shady Grip the knife to Superman he's a dinister Amy Administer of the pain just finished huffin the paint And muffler fumes like it was nothin because it
by Vinnie Paz on album Flawless Victory
(feat. Chris Rivers, Vinnie Paz) [Styles P] Everybody turned up, me I'm just burned up Sour lit, piff lit, flyin through the district ... My swag's in the weed bag Live up in the hotel, hang ou
by Half Man Half Biscuit on album 90 Bisodol (Crimond)
“Demon fiend, leave your tomb Seek out the Virgin womb” Hey Chris from Future Doom You left your lyrics in the practice room “Cackling hag astride the broom What dread this upon the sp
by Half Man Half Biscuit on album 90 Bisodol (Crimond)
“Demon fiend, leave your tomb Seek out the Virgin womb” Hey Chris from Future Doom You left your lyrics in the practice room “Cackling hag astride the broom What dread this upon the spume?” He
by Half Man Half Biscuit on album 90 Bisodol (Crimond)
“Demon fiend, leave your tomb Seek out the Virgin womb” Hey Chris from Future Doom You left your lyrics in the practice room “Cackling hag astride the broom What dread this upon the spume?” He
by They Might Be Giants on album Podcast Highlights
She was a hotel detective in the future (future, future, future) She had a hundred mechanical fingers (fingers, fingers, fingers) She held an electrical eyeball She shot the beam of a laser Into my h