jimmy walking home
no street lights no phone
wrong side of the walk
ruff thugs jimmy all talk
pigs all stumped about the whos and the dids
jimmy trying to get back with some milk for his kids
im eighteen and crying
cant believe jimmy is dying
my world getting grim
so i got to the gym
hitting the bag, not the ****
crushing the heavy, building the speed
fueled by rage
and my economic cage
gonna make the **** bleed
if im his next evil deed
just a trying normal dude
forced to be evil and rude
workin' and scrapin'
among the death and the rapin'
dont know no god now im the fear inside satan
keepin' my head up lookin' out past the skids
holdin' my own and bring milk to jimmy's kids
Jul 27, 2016
Jul 27, 2016 at 2:57 PM UTC
you can choose the devil clown
but prepare for a let down
she'll fight for fake rights
walk away from all fights
she'll try to take all of our guns
but stand up for all the ***** nuns
she'll hand out free pills
to each baby she kills
make excuses for our losses
break up families and burn the crosses
tell the women to go stag
and clap her hands if your a ***
her beliefs and her face are both a fake up
red horned bones in expensive make up
so checking the box to give her her way
puts us on a path of broke, single and gay
Jul 26, 2016
Jul 26, 2016 at 1:12 PM UTC
at the buffet with a bucket
your *** says youve said **** it
one more bite and you might up chuck it
your size is plus
your car is a bus
your gut needs a truss
one more piece of cake
when that thing starts to shake
gonna turn into a ***** quake
aint no way to find no pants that fits
floppy ***** all up in your arm pits
forget the front you got bigger back ****
gotta pop your beauty bubble
for face meat you got double
you cant see them but your cankles are in trouble
so put down the bucket
tell your spoon shovel to **** it
find a carrot stick and **** it
Jul 23, 2016
Jul 23, 2016 at 10:44 PM UTC
done at the start
the songs of my heart
covered in violence
love now is silence
my hearts roots go deep
but at the surface i weep
so my true existence
keeps its distance
Jul 23, 2016
Jul 23, 2016 at 11:30 AM UTC
Drunk ***** mother
Screws another another
Hard working father
Taxes alimony smother
Kids home alone
Raised by the brother
Trading her food stamps
For ***** like other drunk tramps
In another car wreck
Drunk ***** fine
Hurt the kids neck
Cops and judge say
What the heck
Just keep sending her
That fat check
Jul 21, 2016
Jul 21, 2016 at 7:22 PM UTC
Just another Clinton
Who's totally bent on
******* things up
We'll let her ***** the world
Just so the oval gets girl'd
And the Pres squeeze out a pup
Her IQ is subliminal
Her intentions criminal
Evil thoughts can't interupt
I can only hope
While she is smoking her dope
That the cancer eats her abrupt
Jul 21, 2016
Jul 21, 2016 at 10:14 AM UTC
when skin and bones she was beautiful
at grubbing ding dongs she was dutiful
now cellulite she has a ***** full
Jul 16, 2016
Jul 16, 2016 at 8:55 AM UTC
time and time ive seen you wink
and why wouldnt you think
that id like to have a drink
or two with you
you think im just playin it cool
but im tired of playing the fool
so why cant you see that this bar stool
aint made for two
i think ill refrain
from enduring the pain
my hearts filled with disdain
i wont fight loves war
i hear some have won
but not me im done
this just isnt fun
like it was before
ill bet your interests are a bore
youll want less and ill want more
youll make pleasing you an impossible chore
so quit trying to drag me on the floor
i dont need love anymore
i hate the game
i dont want to know the score
i dont care about the moon
i dont care about the rain
i just care about the pain
i dont need to feel
so theres the door
its been some time since ive seen you wink
so long why would i think
you still want me to have a drink
or two with you
i think your just playin it cool
your tired of winking at the fool
i think you can see that this bar stool
aint made for two
ill bet our interests are a bore
we'll want less and we'll want more
we'll make pleasing you an impossible chore
so quit trying to drag me on the floor
we dont need love anymore
we hate the game
we dont want to know the score
we dont care about the moon
we dont care about the rain
we just care about the pain
we dont need to feel
so theres the door
Jul 16, 2016
Jul 16, 2016 at 8:54 AM UTC
his home is his castle is a bunch of bull ****
stand and **** in a place you should sit
Jul 15, 2016
Jul 15, 2016 at 7:22 PM UTC
point the whites of your eyes
at the pink of her thighs
let them chew through the disguise
the devil is just her size
Jul 15, 2016
Jul 15, 2016 at 7:21 PM UTC