few shows Ridin' broncs at the big old rodeos But the dang-dest contraption that I've ever seen Is that bucket of bots called a bucking machine The kids they were all
met.. couple of days ago and shit..) Hey yo shorty's off tha bar hook.. Shakin that ass.. She don't mind if we all look It's all good Oh yeah mommy
fall And I will make the walls fall And I will make the walls fall And I will make the walls fall And I will make the walls fall Down.. Down.. Fall down.. Fall down
at Rock, where you at) Don't call Don't beg Don't call Nothing at all, bye (Where you at Rock, where you at) [Answering Machine:] Beep Yo Rock it's
freak by the name of leilani. I live by the game, that's what I'm all about. The bitch started trippin' so we had to fall out. Think I'm supposed to pay
release, my falls increase Sweet release, I'm not that strong Sex machine will break you down Strip you clean and take your crown Wasted nights rise and fall
Which way 'round to put the L-shaped Tetras piece That was falling, I felt someone sit down on the steps beside me And I heard them scratching their head
fall on his head. I said, "Sir Isaac, you dumbbell, take my advice. Go right back there and sleep beneath that tree. And if you let that rotten apple fall down
I contemplate your fall No matter what happens I'll exterminate you all I'm feeling happy 'cause there's corpses strewn along the road The blood drains down
handle More than he could hold It weighed him down To a sand shallowed grave Where his bones were eaten By a heat wave While here it rains all night
think These lies, these lies You will find no answers in this head What you see is what you get Watch as all the lights go out Down and out, out for
[Hook] It's the Dips, we can't fall off we are sick And keep ridin till the wheels fall off of this bitch Salute, Wooo Wooo, Wooo Wooo Wooo Wooo, Wooo
hate it, oh-oh-oh (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) You're gonna celebrate it This is the season where that Wham! song Damages your head (Damages your head) And all
of dreams with Cadillac machines Get loot not hoes if you know what I mean Gotta hustle and grind, keep the money on your mind Summertime all hoods,
souls! CHAPTER 2: HAVOC AT THE SHRINE OF A'ZURA-KAI THE KING: Onwards with our spear-heads gleaming, Meet them with cold steel a'cleaving, Fall only
following home We want more Following home We all want more If ever beat down, we know who we are They know we all want more If ever beat down, we
machine And there's something on yer mind you wanna be saying That somebody someplace oughta be hearin' But it's trapped on yer tongue and sealed in yer head
in the air waving people good-bye. In my flying machine I go up I go down I go round and round round and round and round. People on the ground have gathered all