Статьи - Тексты песен - Korn - Life is Peachy 1996

Twist Lyrics Version You're not the right one dumb damn rapper Not the right goddamn Who are you to rap shit take off And who says you're right On top you think you'r bomb artista But you're bent out of oooo right Suck my dick But don't you think that you're oooo right Sometimes things might make me ooo ooo it makes me mad And when it happens fuck it Rugged in mind a hint by bite Why does it not exist in you? Right, shit, why hit in yet another day Woo hoo right It's not woo hoo right But you'r wrong Twist Put me in right now make mad Prove that you're right Somehow you're not right, huh But that doesn't make me mad Right now you're beggin' for a little brew All night Yeah it's so simple I had some Red Dog, you hand over it Twist Chi Pain! Buried so far away In to my life of nothing Sick of the same ol' thing, so I dig a hole and bury the pain Sick of the same ol' thing, so I dig a hole and bury the pain I am so high, always Burying my life so slowly Chorus It opens my mind to feelings Can't face bottom without something Chorus We enter in my head Feeling like I'm God With the world around me Can't you feel this pain reaming through my heart screaming through my veins nothing I can kill The stinging of my heart, aah Can't you feel my heart, ahh Can't you take my heart...away Tired heart Goodbye Chorus Lost Why can't I decide why my feelings I hide? Always screwing with my mind that thorn in my spine Oh sure, it feels fine wasting all our time In the back of my mind That thorn in my spine Wait to see it before my eyes Why? don't I turn grey? Looking all the time at your face so blind Feeling uptight always the same fight Hey man, now decide go ahead take your time Kissing all the time That thorn in my spine Wait You can't even see my side Why? do you play yourself out 'dat way? Why? You and me always hang Wait Weren't you were my friend? The pain in which I feel, I feel Hey man look inside know your need to your own life Remember me, guy? That thorn in your spine Waiting all the time I'm doing mighty fine Remember me guy? That thorn in your spine Chorus Swallow Fuck yes Always I'm locked in my head No pain, you don't know what I have had By now, I'm so for sure Right now, I am yours My sorrow, I swallow Follow me, oh hell no It came unknown to me Paranoid is controlling all of me Somehow, a terror so pure Right now, shit I'm yours My sorrow, I swallow Follow me all, oh hell no Wasn't me, I swallow Forive me, I don't know Oh hell no... This thing I follow The place, I just get to fuckin' go A freak, that I'm sure A freak, that is yours Chorus Punk ass sissy I'm a freak... Porno Creep Pleasant things that I feel Good God You came into my life without a single thing I gave into your ways which left me with nothing I've given into smiles, I've dealt with all your games I wish you're happy now, I had to let you win Why don't you get the fuck out of my face, now Why don't you get the fuck out of my face, now In the sea of life, you're just a minnow You live your life insecure I feel the pain of your needles As they shit into my brain I scream without a sound How could you take away eveything that I was? Left me a fuckin slave Your face that I despise Your heart inside that's gray I came today to say, you're fucked in every way Chorus In the sea of life, you're just a minnow You live your life insecure I feel the pain of your needles As they shit into my mind You stole my life without a sign You sucked me dry Chorus Mr. Rogers Boomerang, Zoomerang, Doomerang The time has come to realize what you are, what you've done inside The time has come, we'll have something to talk about I will tell [too] Looking back...dumb And now I realize...old man how much you really liked him...dumb This child's mind you terrorized...old man You came to him...dumb He really didn't know your lies...old man Now, his innocence gone...dumb He's that child you terrorized...old man This fucking thing that I know, it came to me and you This fucking thing that I know, because of you My childhood is gone, because I loved you My childhood is gone, because I loved you Be my neighbor Looking back...child And now I realize...fucker How much you really loved him...child This child's mind you hypnotized...fucker You came to him...child You really didn't know his lies...fucker Now, his innocence gone...child I'm that child you terrorized...fucker Chorus Fred you told me that everybody was my neighbor They took advantage of me, like I took a trip anywhere I wish I wouldn't have watched you, I really mean it My childhood, a failure What a fuckin neighbor I hate you, I will tell [too] Chorus This fucking thing that I feel This fucking thing that I feel My childhood is gone My childhood is gone I will tell... K@#Ø% Fuck you titty suckin, two balled bitch With a fat bruised clit My big compoto bitch Oh shit, fucking, ass licking, piss sucking, cunt These nuts on your lips Kentucky fried kung-pao clits I don't know what to say So what don't give up on me now (don't give a fuck) (don't get off on me) I don't know what to say, so what Saggy tits swinging between your fat, crusty arm pits Big ass hairy mole between your pussy lips Cunt, shit, cock, dick, cunt, tit, barf, piss, balls, ass, pecker, queef Oh shit, fuck, bitch, damn fuckin diarhea slut, with HIV Chorus I have fought to find something to say, But now I found something to say Fuck you!, Punk ass bitch Chorus Fuck...Shit...Bitch No Place To Hide Ha Ha Ha I see your faces and I do not understand why Each time I dream you standin there, right by my side Why do you make me, you take my pride And in my eyes you kinda rape me, inside I have no place to run and hide I have no place to hide which I like Some look at the time, I looked back into my life You want to touch me to see what's in my eyes Why do you make me remember all the hate all its shame Don't you hate me, sometimes? Chorus I have no place to run, so come on follow me I don't know where to run, so come on follow me I have no place to run ...which I like Chorus Wicked Yo Chuck, we got runnin mixes, gimme the headphones... Wicked Ha Ha 1..2..3 and I come with the wicked style and you know that I'm from the wicked crew, you act like you knew But I got everybody jumping to the voodoo You kickin wicked rhymes, picket signs, while me and my mob got a trunk full of 9's Drop then I'll slay ya, bang, bang, birthday for the A-hole Ready to Buck Buck Buck but it's a must to Duck Duck Duck Before I bust ya Looking for the one that did it You want my vote, no your never gonna get it Cause I'm the one with the tight mad skills And I won't choke like the Buffalo Bills, Sittin at the pad just chillin Larry Parker just got 2 million, Oh what a fucking feeling That nigger done past me the peel, and I slam dunk it like Shaquille O'neal Wicked, Wreckin Baby, I'll rock that tassle baby, take it... cos I'm 'Cause I get Wicked, somebody outta keep on the volume Yes I Wicked, somebody outta keep on the volume Yes I Wicked, somebody outta keep on the volume But now I'm in your face, so you'll keep on the volume Don't say nothing just listen Got me, got me a plan to break Tyson out of prison You going my way you get served Still got a deuce then I bunny hop the curb Nappy head, nappy chest, nappy chin, never seen with a happy grin Gotta fat frown cause I'm down, so take a look around All you see is big black boots, stepin, use my steel toe as a weapon And it's awfully quiet, you want to live with this nigger, to with the stick Ah, but that's nasty, cause I got a Body Count like Ice-T From here to New York I get them skins, and I ain't talking about pork Your sly, you pig, dig Listen from the flow from a soul fro'ed caucasion Ah, who didn't know I was as funky as Wilson Picket but ya talkin... Chorus People wanna know how come I get a gat and I'm sitting at the window like Malcolm Ready to bring that noise and kinda trigger happy like the Ghetto Boyz December 29th was power to the people, y'all might just see a sequel 'Cause police got equal, hey, A horse is a pig that don't fly straight I'm doin Daryl Gates but it's Willie Willams, I'm down with the pilgrims I'm threw with the pig, so I think the job is dead, get out... Chorus A.D.I.D.A.S. Honestly, somehow it always seems that I'm dreamin' of something that I can never be It doesn't bother to me, 'cause I will always be that pimp that i see in all of my fantasies I don't know your fucking name. So what, let's... Screaming to be the only way that I can truly be free from my fucked up realities, so I turn and stroke it harder, 'cause its so fun to see my face staring back at me. I don't know your fucking name. So what, let's fuck. All Day I Dream About Sex All Day I Dream About fuckin' Chorus Lowrider This is the Caco Shhhhiiiiitt All my friends drive a lowrider and the lowrider is a little lower Take a little trip, take a little trip, take a little trip with me Shit...aww shit, aww shhhiitt, awwww...yup... Ass Itch hate writing shit, it is so stupid What's my problem today? Maybe I'm depressed, Maybe I'm helpless to what comes out my hand Pain...Pain...Pain I hate writing shit, it is so stupid Why do I feel this way? Feelings in my heart I'm in way too far Can't it won't go away Pain...Pain...Pain Before long my song is dying I hate writing shit Ain't looking forward to it What's fucked up, today? Writing all this time Feeling all that's mine Come right out my hand Pain...Pain...Pain Before long my song is dying Tell me now, I want to know Is it me inside you see? Ahh, it isn't fair I gotta let this song inside me...free... Set me free It just set me free It just set me free Before long my song is dying That's why I died, this lie, I try Kill You Live'n life, don't you cry My life, pain is God Many nights, painful thoughts occur Yell at me, again I'm wrong In denial, I tried to be your friend I tried to be a good boy All I see, a hate deep inside Startle me, someone save me Now these memories, fill my heart, they bury me All I wanna do You are not my real mother Is kill you should I beat and stab and fuck her Looking back I was never ever right You were my step-mom who always wanted me out of your sight I would come walkin' in and I'd say hello, but you'd slap me and you make some fucked up comment about my clothes, then I tried to let it pass, but the visions in my head, were with you with a knife up your ass, laying dead, so I pop some more caps in your ass, Now your son is not so fun Motherfucking bitch Never try to play me You made my life not so good All I wanna do...is kill you Chorus Wish you were dead now How can I cry over someone I never loved? How can I cry ove

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