So don't make me tear it up You know I don't give a fuck And I ain't here to shake things up But I got my hand on my gun Tear it up, tear it up yeah Here we go now, here we go I beat the pussy up like Ying-Yang Put it right, thur like Ching-Chang You

I'll probably be in heaven when the pain stops And the raindrops keep on falling I said they keep on falling Tear drops in the pillow on my bed Still trying to keep my head up Know you'd rather see me dead And they keep on falling (Slaughterhouse yo)

Can you hear me now? Hear me now Where'd you go? Where's your home? How'd you end up all alone? There's no light, there's no sound Hard to breathe, when you're underground What do I see? As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death

Hut 1 Hut 2 Hut 3 Go! Go on girl let me touch that body Hike up that skirt get naughty You know I like it when you drop it low You know I like it when you lose control 'Cause I'm the kind of guy you'd love to be There ain't nobody that could fuck with me

Where do we go? Oh, when love is gone Where does it go? I've gotta know Can we work it out? Can we just work it out? Scream and shout 'till we work it out? And after all this time Hanging on to the dead lights

We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the western shore The hammer of the gods Will drive our ships to new lands, To fight the horde, singing and

All my heroes have now become ghosts Sold their sorrow to the ones who paid the most All my heroes are dead and gone But they're inside of me They still live on Ain't nothing for me to end up like this There's no comparing me this time Stare in wonder

Since you've been gone And you needed to come home (Since you've been gone) And you needed me all along There's nowhere to go so just stay with me 'Cause since you've been gone, I've been begging you please To tell me you're not alright To tell me you're

Oh son, oh son The sunlight insists on gladness But how can I be glad now my flower is dead Oh, son, I see you happy You made the morning dew Now you're showing me the truth I don't want to believe you The night has the power To hold all your

Now they'll know First a spark Then a flame Into the darkest of nights Cut the cord Lines are deaddead