Outer Space

What do you think of space?

Space is black, like niggers.

space is my friend but we dont talk to each other anymore.

It kind of freaks me out.  It's not really nothing, but what the hell is it?

>>3
Stop me, oh, stop me
Stop me if you think that you've
Heard this one before
Stop me, oh, stop me
Stop me if you think that you've heard this one before

Nothing's changed
I still love you, oh, I still love you
...Only slightly, only slightly less than I used to, my love

I was delayed, I was way-laid
An emergency stop
I smelt the last ten seconds of life
I crashed down on the crossbar
And the pain was enough to make
A shy, bald, buddhist reflect
And plan a mass murder
Who said I'd lied to her ?

Oh, who said I'd lied because I never ? I never !
Who said I'd lied because I never ?
I was detained, I was restrained
And broke my spleen
And broke my knee
(and then he really laced into me)
Friday night in Out-patients
Who said I'd lied to her ?

Oh, who said I'd lied ? - because I never, I never
Who said I'd lied ? - because I never

Oh, so I drank one
It became four
And when I fell on the floor ...
...I drank more

Stop me, oh, stop me
Stop me if you think that you've
Heard this one before
Stop me, oh, stop me
Stop me if you think that you've heard this one before

Nothing's changed
I still love you, oh, I still love you
...Only slightly, only slightly less than I used to, my love

>>3
Then where's the fried chicken and watermelon?

Shake that ass ho


Make that cash ho






My name aint Michael, I got a pickel


That you could suck ho, for 'bout a nickel


Diamonds that glisten, you'll come up missin


Fuck with these hitmen, bullets be spittin


Man I'm a motherfucker out here wit myself


Try to play tough guy, that's bad for yo health


Hoes in the club man, shakin and shakin


Tricks showin love man, bring home the bacon


Takin ya game to the V.I.P.P. room


Ho suck a dick up just like a vacuum


Boom from the bass and the song got ya jerkin


Man show ya gold teeth, these hoes be lookin


Rolled up a sucka, they'll put the charge too


I'm quick to buck ya, bitch I don't admire you


Either it's my way, or hit the highway


Project's the pastor, have glocks then we'll spray







Shake that ass ho


Make that cash ho







Hoes like to fuck ya, then call ya baby


Then drive ya crazy, ho you can save me


Save all that bullshit, drama and actin


Preachin's for pulpits, quit dat lip flappin


Dog, I'm attackin, heads gon' be crackin


Steps outta line and you gets a pimp smackin


Who wear the pants bitch, who made these pants bitch


You shake and dance bitch, I'm just your man bitch


I like affection, not a infection


Ho, you burn me bullets come yo direction


If you sadictic, don't you step to this


Freaky and pity, ho we can do this


Man I grew to this, playa it's in me


Up there is where these green leaves'll send me


Keep to the game be yo conversation


Straight to the brain man, that rules the nation




Shake that ass ho...


Pop  dat pussy ho...

Good god,is that what they sing about? They aren't helping their current state of affairs.