for shootin' my wife to the ground Well she had to love my friend, and that's not right with me So I grabbed my gun, shot both in the head and then
now I'm irate over my head seeking revenge. Son is dead, son on your behalf trying to laugh [prodigy] Check out the drill-dun, conceal guns Play the hum
undressed Put on a fire and make it enough For we're geeks but we know this is love 9 AM to the beat of a drum As we drive through the canyon, I'm feeling the hum
solo, like a Tyson bolo Make the fly girls wanna have my photo Run in their room and hang it on the wall In remembrance that I rocked them all Suckers, ducks, ho hum
Hack Chop Their Heads Off Hack Leave Their Headless Bodies Rotting Massacre Slay Them All Fire Consumes Their World Massacre They Will Die Fire Consumes Their World, Fire
man I?ll be through there man. [Girl] Uhh, I?ve been watin for ya since u left me... [Jeezy] Sss, that?s how you feel? [Girl] Hum hum hum, Yea... [Chorus
what it is face card good cuz the face card trill if you got a problem i suggest you head home you in the red zone get ya head gone dont he me
rat The bullshit, you got a deal, momma told me react I'm from a part of town, that's real, where you can't relax Shots throwin', always somethin', get your head
and survive; you chased me off of the ground. I drew you into the clouds, triumph of life. Many millions of a kind, to the ground confined the few heads
am silent, while beneath me, On this charcoal grill, This blackened monument of our old and better days, Things rattle, and hum, and shriek. And in my head
I should put a bucket over my head And a marshmallow in each ear And stumble around for another dumb numb week For another hum drum hit song to appear
for shootin? my wife to the ground Well she had to love my friend, and that?s not right with me So I grabbed my gun, shot both in the head and then
make money now he married to that cage Divorce is not an option and prenumptual is void Eat up what ever after but I'm tangled in my cord (hum) Bored
I live for, ain't thinking about no hope no more I got my boots I kick it till I get with Adapt and overcome, oh hum hum Go get my gun, load up for
a Tyson bolo Make the fly girls wanna have my photo Run in their room - hang it on the wall In remembrance that I rocked them all Suckers, ducks, ho-hum
Summer came on way too strong And the radio played all new songs So I smile and hum along I hum along Everybody's finally home For the first time this
this, oh groove expedition It's a slow jam, oh yes indeed a slow jam, alleviating your mission So, hum along and click your fingers, tap your feet, nod your head
Put on a fire and make it enough, Oh, we're geeks, but we know this is love. Nine am to the beat of a drum, As we drive through the canyon, I'm feeling the hum
