Your sweet little hands Brush right past me Sometimes you don't understand Why you can't...
So you motherfuckers thought i was gonna change my style? - so what are you...
Chorus: When a motherfucker steps out his place And gets slapped in his motherfuckin face...
I could have written a story Out of those three words But as it stands...
Have you ever noticed How people twist the Words that you have said To them...
First you smile at lord, i found you first Liquified...
Hear me spit on you, wither I Remold into gold...
I climbed your arms And you pulled away New cavity...
(originally done by duran duran) Out on the tar plains...
You move - like I want to To see -...
Paint the streets in white! Death is the standard Breach...
Like these pistols And your hair hangs Blanket over hollow...
I'll stick you a little Enough to take your Oxygen...
Yo chuck, we got runnin mixes, gimme the headphones... Wicked...
This ain't no motherfuckin stick up Just pick the stick...