Shocker - Electric Avalanche

Oh wow thank you supercalifragilistic Bitch gon rub my tip and kiss it (Burr) That ol' miss got bags of tricks No breakfast only mags ballistics (Boom) Bang it like fourth of July Semper Fi we let em die Put my Nintendo stick go Where her shit hole Drift always that joy her pride Boom Vickity Ick she gon spit spit (Yeah) Rubbing that lamp the mist it gon hit lip Yo bitch into the love and not a chick flick Crash that whip it flip it do a kickflip Yo chick got it cleaned that enema (Yeah) Pass it past the P.'s (Yeah) And then I'm gonna fold it like some jeans (Hoo) And then I'm gonna leave her with the bees (Hoo) I'm really gonna Fuck it I'm Duck Donald My bill is all over blue yea (Ha hoo) I be up on fucking these bitches No kissing new year But she told me (What's that) What she told me (What's that) She told me to whip my dick And blow back blow that her back Oo blow back blow it back Yea blow that her back (What) What blow it back blow it back (Oh) Yea blow it back go back (Oo) Oo her back her back Yea blowback go that Oo her back her back (Yea) Yea blow that blow that Bitch I got some C. four In my motherfucking backpack Throw it up it's double X I tell these bitches stand back I don't give a fuck Leave em legless like it's bad batch I don't fuck with people Walk in public with a hazmat bands up in a bag Bitch my wallet heavy my pants be sagging Pussies keep on rapping I drag em And ain't nobody tagging Slamming with the eight oh eights smacking I'm fucking bad slap em Bitch my flow is lethal my people evil Better pay that ransom I don't wanna talk I don't really wanna say shit Basic really be the way that we make it Same shit think I better try for the playlist I don't give a fuck what you think Bitch say it I'm safe really think I done made it Got a fanbase and a place wanna make shit I'ma take what I make elevate it Really wanna make it to the top they hate this I am thinkin I'ma stop giving time To those that take my time for granted Bitch I see through the lies I'm comin up outta the smoke and mirrors Ain't no smoke in my eyes I know you mothafuckas Plotting bitch the nuisance be tied (Ayo pass that bitch) Ding ding pow nigga what the fuck wow (Ugh) I chop bitches like my name is Chris Brown Jiminy Cricket my blow shoot right up her ass I want that boom boom pow (Oh oh) Rubbing my balls no crystal round Ow ow ow ow ow ow (Yea) Let me hit your bitch one time nigga I just wanna fuck (Please) If she really with them ties Then you know I wanna bust (Ugh) Shoot my mufucking slime in her eyes It makes her nuts (Uh) Run that pussy on my knife Give you taste of your own blood Ay oh I'm guapo she want el cocko oh (Uh) Shake shake Morocco (Shake it) Shake til' I got to blow (Yea) Fold the pussy taco fold the bitch pronto yo Pass her to my vato (Bitch) Pass her to my vato yo (Uh)

He was not or never had been in favor Of setting r people free If it wasn't 4 the 13th Amendment We woulda been born in slavery He was not or never had been in favor Of letting us vote so u c... Abraham Lincoln was a racist who said "U cannot escape from history" Like the snow comin' down the mountain That landed on Wounded Knee Nobody wants 2 take the weight- The responsibility Hear the joyous sound of freedom The Harlem Renaissance Hear Duke Ellington and his band Kick another jungle jam Ooh, do u wanna dance? Who's that lurking in the shadows? Mr. John Hammond with his pen in hand... Sayin' "Sign ur kingdom over 2 me And b known throughout the land!" But, u ain't got no money, U ain't got no cash, So u sign yo name and he claims innocence Just like every snowflake in an avalanche... Like the snow comin' down the mountain That landed on Wounded Knee Nobody wants 2 take the weight- The responsability

I keep tryin' just to make it To the end of the day, you know I hate it Been lyin', my body's achin' What do you do when the hero needs savin'? Honestly, I can't shake it, shake it, shake it Yeah, honestly, I can't take it I say that I'm just fine, but I don't feel alright on the inside I say that I'm okay, but I don't feel okay right now, no I've been slippin' and slidin', my world's getting colder I'm tired of lookin' over my shoulder Tonight, I don't feel alright on the inside It's like I'm runnin' from an avalanche It's like I'm runnin' from an avalanche It's like I'm runnin' from an avalanche And I'm not okay, I'm not okay, no I feel too much, my blood is rushin' Ask about me, I'm quick to change the subject I tell the truth but get interrupted I wish my life would've came with instructions Honestly, I can't shake it, shake it, shake it Yeah, honestly, I can't take it I say that I'm just fine, but I don't feel alright on the inside I say that I'm okay, but I don't feel okay right now, no I've been slippin' and slidin', my world's getting colder I'm tired of lookin' over my shoulder Tonight, I don't feel alright on the inside It's like I'm runnin' from an avalanche It's like I'm runnin' from an avalanche It's like I'm runnin' from an avalanche I'm not okay, I'm not okay, no Whoa-oh-oh My heart is racin' Su-su-suffocating I'm slowly fadin' Su-su-suffocating I say that I'm just fine, but I don't feel alright on the inside I say that I'm okay, but I don't feel okay right now, no I've been slippin' and slidin', my world's getting colder I'm tired of looking over my shoulder Tonight, I don't feel alright on the inside It's like I'm runnin' from an avalanche It's like I'm runnin' from an avalanche It's like I'm runnin' from an avalanche Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh It's like I'm runnin' from an avalanche It's like I'm runnin' from an avalanche It's like I'm runnin' from an avalanche Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh Hey

Get me out, (out) get me out (out) Preacher, Preacher what you got for me save my soul See beneath, and clip my wings I'm not an angel I try and try to be good, I've lied with pride I'm a crook Turn the lights down, burning up the night now Sign my life out, I'm sick of living here yo If you can help choir boy ring the church bells I'd turn back if I could, erase the pain if I could But I'm an animal and I don't know if I can Hey Cause I'm the prodigal man of this avalanche I'm going down, I'm going down, down Hey And if you turn me in I'll confess my sins I'm going down, I'm going down, down Before I'm six feet deep I'm washing my hands clean Just get me out of this avalanche You scared the junk-crap out of me man The Ghost Rider, hold my soul tighter Jehovah take the ropes I'm a Fly a plane out of the atmosphere I've attacked this fear This scar still here I'm going on to the end I'm holding out to a friend I'm going I'm going I don't care I cursed a lot The worse, the black sheep of the lot Christopher Scott prepare to meet God Hey Cause I'm the prodigal man of this avalanche I'm going down, I'm going down, down Hey And if you turn me in I'll confess my sins I'm going down, I'm going down, down Before I'm six feet deep I'm washing my hands clean Just get me out of this Avalanche Get me out, Out Get me out, Out Just get me out of this avalanche Get me out, Out Get me out, Out Just get me out of this You guided me when I was Blind with pride a right off Knocked me off my saddle Sabotaged and overshadowed Watched you chase a man down Watched you raise a man out Mercy on me, forever I'm free Get me out, Out Get me out, Out Just get me out of this avalanche Get me out, Out Get me out, Out Just get me out of this