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Read My Lips - Tha Alkaholiks

"Back once again to wet up the whole area Check my style out Read my lips, my dick be makin bitches leave tips Castin shadows over battles like a lunar eclipse Cause the man that makes you jump like"

P.O.W.'s - Sabac

"(Mr. Hyde) Super-civil arrest blast your teflon vest bastards Hyde distress terrorists, the methodists of death bitch Incorrect politicly linguisticly I'm lethal Yo check my history it ain't no mystery"

C.P.K.'s - ICP

"I walked into the church dressed up as an altar boy i seen a preacher, he said little boy immaTeacher, put his hand on my shoulder felt the claw of the beast, i never thought it'd be soFuckin easy murdering"

Red on Red - NoMeansNo

"Red on red You make me Not what was or could be Not below or above It's you that i love Red on red Now take me Into the fat to fry Now who, what or why I'm sick of all these lies Red on red No"

Red, Red Wine - Bob Marley

"Red, red wine Go to my head Makes me forget that I Still need her so Red, red wine It's up to you All I can do, I've done Memories won't go Memories won't go I'd have sworn That with time Thoughts"

Red, Red Wine - Bob Marley & The Wailers

"Red, red wine Go to my head Makes me forget that I Still need her so Red, red wine It's up to you All I can do, I've done Memories won't go Memories won't go I'd have sworn That with time Thoughts"

Split Lip - Marc Almond

"OW! Split lip It seems you need another Split lip Shut you mouth Your noisy mouth Before I put a fist in it Face hit Split lip You talk and talk and talk But its all mouth And no hands at all Just jealousy"

M.E.M.P.H.I.S. - Three 6 Mafia

"(DJ Paul) (Crunchy Black) Finally, I got all real niggaz on on a muthafuckin' Posse song Niggaz that's down to cut some muthafuckin' heads (Mafia, ya, y-ya, y-ya, ya, ya) (*repeats through whole song*) From"

M.E.M.P.H.I.S. (Remix) - Three 6 Mafia

"(DJ Paul) Finally, I got all real niggaz on on a muthafuckin' Posse song Niggaz that's down to cut some muthafuckin' heads (Mafia, ya, y-ya, y-ya, ya, ya) From hear to ATL, to Nashville, back to the"

Salty Choclate Balls (P.S. I Love You) - South Park

"2 tablespoons of cinnamon, and 2 or 3 egg whites, a half a stick of butter, melted. Stick it all in a bowl baby, stir it with a wooden spoon, mix in a cup of flour. You''l be in heaven soon Say everybody"

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