Infest
Papa Roach lyrics
Papa Roach lyrics
"Dead Cell Lyrics"
Icp (insane Clown Posse)-Bitches Lyrics
Bitches! Ha Ha Ha! Bitches, Ha! Bitches... [Old Dirty Bastard] BITCH, at any moment, that's what I'll do (You fucking bitches) I'll do it to you
Bitches! Ha Ha Ha! Bitches, Ha! Bitches... [Old Dirty Bastard] BITCH, at any moment, that's what I'll do (You fucking bitches) I'll do it to you
Born with no soul
Lack of control
Cut from the mold of the anti-social
Plug em in and then turn it on
Process the data, make yourself da bomb
What is your target?
What is your reason?
Do you have emotions?
Is your heart freezing?
Seizin, this opportunity to speak
Ya didn't say nuttin but turn your fuckin cheek
Dead cell!
Dead cell!
Sick in the head
Livin but dead
Hear what I said
Learn a lesson from the almighty
Every Morning Lyrics
My god the years have passed me by Where was I hiding I've been around the world for some time its oblivious now The morning sun is in my eyes It doens't hide the lines It does not bare a great disgui
dreadMy god the years have passed me by Where was I hiding I've been around the world for some time its oblivious now The morning sun is in my eyes It doens't hide the lines It does not bare a great disgui
Jah, nutty warrior
Nuthin's scarier
Kids are gettin sick like malaria
Situation gets hairier
I?m throwing up all types of barriers
I'm tellin ya
The kids are getting singled out
Let me hear the dead cell shout
Dead cell!
Dead cell!
Born with no soul
Lack of control
Cut from the mold of the anti-social
Plug em in and then turn them on
Process the data make yourself da bomb
No soul
No control
Cut from t
Icing Sugar Lyrics
You're delicious Dreaming Slack jawed Green eyed Rub my nose in Icing sugar Smooth as When this cold and deadly Blade Kisses the fruit So soft And gently breathing Under your skinhe mold of the anti-social
Plug em in and then turn them on
Process the data make yourself da bomb
Stop pointing fingers cause we all are guilty
Of clean cut lies and the truth that's filthy
Believer is the root of the word
Out comes lie when it's cut into thirds
I don't believe what my eyes behold
No!
I don't believe what my ears are told
No!
Seizin, this opportunity to speak
I'm saying something don't turn your fuckin cheek!
Dead cell!
Destination X Lyrics
Black man comin' down the avenue Arm shot full of holes, don't know what to do Goes to the doctor, says doctor please Just give me something to make the pains cease Said i can't do nothing about it I'm so sick without it>
Dead cell!
Born with no soul
Lack of control
Cut from the mold of the anti-social
Plug them in and then turn them on
Process the data make yourself da bomb
No soul
No control
(Dead cell!)
Cut from the mold of the anti-social
(Dead cell!)
Plug them in and then turn them on
(Dead cell!)
Process the data make yourself da bomb
(Dead cell!)
Dead
Cell
Dead
CELL!
Dead cell!
Dead cell
You're delicious Dreaming Slack jawed Green eyed Rub my nose in Icing sugar Smooth as When this cold and deadly Blade Kisses the fruit So soft And gently breathing Under your skin
Plug em in and then turn them on
Process the data make yourself da bomb
Stop pointing fingers cause we all are guilty
Of clean cut lies and the truth that's filthy
Believer is the root of the word
Out comes lie when it's cut into thirds
I don't believe what my eyes behold
No!
I don't believe what my ears are told
No!
Seizin, this opportunity to speak
I'm saying something don't turn your fuckin cheek!
Dead cell!
Destination X Lyrics
Black man comin' down the avenue Arm shot full of holes, don't know what to do Goes to the doctor, says doctor please Just give me something to make the pains cease Said i can't do nothing about it I'm so sick without it
Born with no soul
Lack of control
Cut from the mold of the anti-social
Plug them in and then turn them on
Process the data make yourself da bomb
No soul
No control
(Dead cell!)
Cut from the mold of the anti-social
(Dead cell!)
Plug them in and then turn them on
(Dead cell!)
Process the data make yourself da bomb
(Dead cell!)
Dead
Cell
Dead
CELL!
Dead cell!
Dead cell