just something III

[JMG]

a scared of heights pilot with unlimited flight milage
that disturbs the silence and likes violence
im like a spider climin and bitein ur thigh bitch
but much worse fuck words im speakin tounges
from ur closet when ur tryin to sleep at night
punchin u in the neck till ur not breathin right
lungin forward at a clerk in a drug store
for not havin a blunt for me and my stunt horse
hung a whore with a bungie cord cut her till her guts pour
like blood sports lookin for a package to open
reloadin it with plastic explosives givin it back to the postmen
till it blows him laugin and goin continuin to practise my phycosis
kickin ur leg to every fragment is broken
if i wanna get ass ur daughter will be kidnapped
bitch slaped drowned in the bath splish splash
sent back gift wraped with her tits slashed
im keepin them for a suvenoir beatin fruits an queers
till theres blood oozin out there grusome ears

[Kojack]

you'll kill his daughter
better fuck her and leave her
no rhymes, i use to say, "rhymes isn't Something Serious for a song, Concentrate yourself to the sense", but it's good to have rhymes, you hadn't

I HAVE TO SAY BAD

[JMG]

wtf r u talkin about dumbass