loving, and without a doubt, they simply strode about the streets that other creatures left alone. I ran across, myself compulsive, with the feeling of a pulsing drum that pounded
hoes in disco's My dogs let 'em walk with ripped clothes Shows, Niggas pack 6 rolls We're losin' 'em His hart won't get pulse Pack you bags off a 10 percent
Doc, fixin' hoes in disco's My dogs let 'em walk with ripped clothes Shows, niggas pack 6 rolls We're losin' 'em His hart won't get pulse Pack you bags
't right You go to your great uncle's wake And you leave there with a hot date Find a deer on the side of the road Check his pulse and then you take
Red forbidden planet, amulets that conjure souls Doomed to float forever in the threshold of the crossroads Crossed bones & skulls, palms with a pulse
bulge, specific and centrific Get a dollar, if I sell more than the group abba The source critics still want to diss my yabba, dabba-da-doo The pulse
than a promise {"Put some money on it"} I know the amount of hate that my worth sparks But I ain't goin nowhere like a birthmark I pound puppies before
falling im sorry but I feel lower than low [Verse 2 - Tech N9ne] My smile is forced My style is warped Morale is corpse Now that my really good pound
family visited his fucking town In the city of Chi where mothafuckas 17 shots cause family visited his fucking town In the city of Chi where mothafuckas born Go pound for pound
hear the way you feel I been gone so long, I been riding on a spinning wheel Flashin' and scratchin', just a-feeling my pulse Yellin' and screaming and pound
?s crazy My heart?s pounding save me On judgement day, my day Save me Help me please don't break me My day, my day It's crazy My heart?s pounding save
playboy but you no rushin' Treat me like your pray only your sexual huntin' I'm runnin', frontin', 'cause really I'm wantin' to Let you lay me down pound for pound
Aw, when you touch there, honey Makes my blood perspire You got my body flaming Like a California fire Pulsing, pounding, pushing No longer in control
stays with me wherever I go This must be punishment I can't break away from its hold For selling my soul CHORUS Too much pressure my pulse is rising My heart is pounding
The crumpled ocean with No boat trip The dark waters stole My clothing The shape stirs beneath me A pulse pounds along blood streams First bite marks
I freeze this night silhoutted by hallway light Blurred by terror, pulse of force blood turns cold, so much worse We are pounded with fear Day in day
you? The way that you are That I can't resist and you can't help it Baby, are you falling in love Or is it just me? Whose pulse is pounding Whenever
the pounding walls of fear beating, pulsing in my head rising and descending like ritual panic my entire being becomes engulfed, encircled in a never
