for a drop Whatever's in the bank is my bet, a Z-bull's my pet And you can bet he'll get the legs and the neck Aiyyo, yo when my gun bust, send niggaz
my way, come get me If you love to parlay, let me see your body sway. Cleveland, S.C.T.s, yes, my niggas, they are G's ATalented family tree, thuggin' with Flesh
you - I will pass on my given oath So I am falling my son For my mission is done My visions and you became one Out of my flesh... ...you shall build
my mind I made up my mind Gonna move on ahead Instead of lagging behind Instead of lagging behind I made up my mind I made up my mind I made up my mind
be I die on my own terms Swan dive off the sink Hang myself with no clothes With my sheets My game I win I die on my own terms
want to watch my love come crashing down I can't lie to my heart I don't really want your memory hangin' 'round Baby, I just can't lie to my heart I
I never felt my moment ever show itself before But I've got to speak or lose you now This is my confession I bare my soul to you This is my confession
me. My snow white dove. Make this day like the night. songs of darnkess. Words of light. Pulling down my heart. I won't forget my lovers heart.
Brezhnev took Afghanistan And Begin took Beirut Galtieri took the Union Jack And Maggie over lunch one day Took a cruiser with all hands Apparently to
weak Insanity wrapping its arms around me Enfolded I become enlightened and see The taste of human flesh so sweet I can feel the power flow from my hands to my
FZ: Good night boys & girls . . . Thank you for coming to our concert Zappa!
t wanna try My niggas, some niggas that's really do or die My niggas will have you cowards ready to cry My niggas will fry, my niggas will rob My niggas
gonna stop my flow Ain't no way ya niggaz you just don't know But niggaz is about to go, oh no, oh no Ain't no way you're gonna stop my shine Ain't
Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood All of my niggas get down like wha Flesh
and all that shit But what's up wit this Pac man shit? What you mean what's up with this Pac man? Shit, this my hood man, this my hood for five years
blood on my hands and there's no remorse And got blood on my dick 'cause I fucked a corpse I'm a nasty nigga when you pass me nigga look me in my eyes Tell me to my
till it's up Thick like blood, where's my dogs Uh, there's my dogs Dog nigga what? On till it's up Where's my dog? Uh, uh, there's my dogs Dog nigga
Uhh, used to be my dogg, you was in my left titty Screamed, ?Ryde or die?, I thought you would die wit' me Found out you a bitch, you can't even ryde
