letra de the cookbook - bhi bhiman
we’re cooking the books, we’re cooking the books here
we were taking a bath
so i took to the math
everyone with a pension
pay attention:
you just lost your job
as your life as your wife and my kid
there’s some blood in your grits
from your hand which i bit
i’ll be throwing a sh-t fit
grab your pitchforks and torches
and take to the nochés
you think that we’ll work?
i’m going to jail, i’m going to jail now
but i’ll be phoning it in
slicing garlic so thin
it liquifies in the pan
luca brasi and me
start our own br-sserie
open up out on sing-sing
i’ve got my hand in my tin
honey jars spread from crawford
to bars, i make a… k!lling
ask jeffrey sk!lling
you don’t understand greed
it’s not fun it’s a need
[hold]
it’s the pork not the beans
not the peaches, the cream
that you want in your belly
take what i’m selling
and p-ss me the jelly
excuse me, preserves
tell me what do you think i deserve?
letras aleatórias
- letra de the moment - flee
- letra de blue! - summrs
- letra de 900 - mr rizzus
- letra de no one - clim ochen - clim ochen
- letra de ocean water - the clownery
- letra de meine welt (live) - michelle (deu)
- letra de always (live at the forum) - the boxer rebellion
- letra de trust in love - nara anumila
- letra de one two - kufla taer
- letra de shells in the wind - hotboi ty