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Word up Koenig city rock bands!=) |
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I walk through the valley of death, 600 deep Waking up dead from the sleep Just like a diamond Watch me shine Bright like the sun Make you wanna pull a gun And buck 2 shots For the peckerwood rockin' Put down your glock Or your block, I'll be knockin' And dead off your shoulders Head will roll Peckerwood P Funk assassin of soul Is in control So have no fear I'm in this for real Make it crystal clear I get a little better each and every year It's called improvement Your style's a bowel movement I'm taking you back to mount CulMcClarin My whole family's stoned but there aint one sharin' So whatcha looking at Huh, why you starin' Just take a picture Before I have to hit ya Ease back kid, gimme some space Or Whoop there it is upside your face 'Cause a hero aint nothin' but a sandwich And a legend aint nothin' but a car So shoot dope in your veins And get some fame And maybe one day you'll be a star You know a hero aint nothin' but a sandwich And a legend aint nothin' but a car So go blow out your brains to get some fame And maybe one day you'll be a star I live in the house And it's full of pain But still out the frame I'm going insane I stay on point like a sniper Chillin' in the viper room Before it became a tomb Take the low road And you hit rock bottom And keep low riding All the way to Saddam And back to Gamora Now your senora A pillar of salt And it's all your fault Get the S&M downtown At the vault Dirty little fuckup Raising hell But next year we'll all talk about how you fell Because you're judged on how your records sell A hero aint nothin' but a sandwich And a legend aint nothin' but a car So get locked up in chains to get some fame And maybe one day you'll be a star You know a hero aint nothin' but a sandwich And a legend aint nothin' but a car So go blow out your brains to get some fame And maybe one day you'll be a star Let's break it down To the bear root essence Count your fingers Then count your blessings True confessions Ask the questions Substitute your answers with your obsessions I take to the break of dawn of time I do it all the time But you know it don't come easy Cause I turn on the TV I see more and more pain and less and less glory And it's the same ol' story Ya see year after year the programs sphered But I aint subscribing Till there's live executions on Pay-Per View Word to Donahue Put on Melrose Place Whoop there it is upside your face Cause a hero aint nuthin but a sandwich And a legend aint nuthin but a car So shoot dope in our veins To get that fame And maybe one day you'll be a star You know a hero aint nuthin but a sandwich And a legend aint nuthin but a star So go blow out your brains Like Kurt Cobain And maybe one day you'll be a star |
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I walk through the valley of death, 600 deep Waking up dead from the sleep Just like a diamond Watch me shine Bright like the sun Make you wanna pull a gun And buck 2 shots For the peckerwood rockin' Put down your glock Or your block, I'll be knockin' And dead off your shoulders Head will roll Peckerwood P Funk assassin of soul Is in control So have no fear I'm in this for real Make it crystal clear I get a little better each and every year It's called improvement Your style's a bowel movement I'm taking you back to mount CulMcClarin My whole family's stoned but there aint one sharin' So whatcha looking at Huh, why you starin' Just take a picture Before I have to hit ya Ease back kid, gimme some space Or Whoop there it is upside your face 'Cause a hero aint nothin' but a sandwich And a legend aint nothin' but a car So shoot dope in your veins And get some fame And maybe one day you'll be a star You know a hero aint nothin' but a sandwich And a legend aint nothin' but a car So go blow out your brains to get some fame And maybe one day you'll be a star I live in the house And it's full of pain But still out the frame I'm going insane I stay on point like a sniper Chillin' in the viper room Before it became a tomb Take the low road And you hit rock bottom And keep low riding All the way to Saddam And back to Gamora Now your senora A pillar of salt And it's all your fault Get the S&M downtown At the vault Dirty little fuckup Raising hell But next year we'll all talk about how you fell Because you're judged on how your records sell A hero aint nothin' but a sandwich And a legend aint nothin' but a car So get locked up in chains to get some fame And maybe one day you'll be a star You know a hero aint nothin' but a sandwich And a legend aint nothin' but a car So go blow out your brains to get some fame And maybe one day you'll be a star Let's break it down To the bear root essence Count your fingers Then count your blessings True confessions Ask the questions Substitute your answers with your obsessions I take to the break of dawn of time I do it all the time But you know it don't come easy Cause I turn on the TV I see more and more pain and less and less glory And it's the same ol' story Ya see year after year the programs sphered But I aint subscribing Till there's live executions on Pay-Per View Word to Donahue Put on Melrose Place Whoop there it is upside your face Cause a hero aint nuthin but a sandwich And a legend aint nuthin but a car So shoot dope in our veins To get that fame And maybe one day you'll be a star You know a hero aint nuthin but a sandwich And a legend aint nuthin but a star So go blow out your brains Like Kurt Cobain And maybe one day you'll be |