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lirik lagu prophets of rage (deu) - strawberry hoecake

[intro]
strawberry (oooo, oooo)
strawberry (ooo wee!)

[verse 1: yeti]
now, we can take a stroll down the road of foul living
where everybody’s taking and n0body’s giving
we can take a glimpse the pimps in the palace
dagnabbit, seen a rabbit with a habit doing alice
things got hot and heavy in the back of the chevy
so she made an exception and forgot the contraception
now, she’s begging please on her knees, let her grovel
trick must have skipped that chapter of gar novel
but, if she turned the page, she’d find the prophets of rags
laughing, because we predicted it would happen
but, that’s another story from the roots of my meadow
this one is tale of my hussy from the ghetto
with a biblical fable tattooed to her naval wasn’t quite a trollop
but she still wore the label, able to leap tall c~cks in a single bound
she gets around, round, round
miss cocaine with no brain
it’s a crying shame, but, it’s always the same
so keep your peter an your pocket and for goodness sake
sing the blues for the strawberry hoecake

[chorus]
sing the blues for the strawberry hoecake
sing the blues for my strawberry hoe
sing the blues for the strawberry hoecake
i refuse to let her go
sing the blues for the strawberry hoecake
sing the blues for my strawberry hoe
sing the blues for the strawberry hoecake
i refuse to let her go
[verse 2: styxx]
the flavor good in the neighborhood
wring out the cum sponge because she doesn’t run funds
she sips seen from the demon, the one eyed snake
neon signs keep her dreaming, wide awake
lifestyles at stake, file in the cake to break her pappy out of prison
daughter didn’t listen, didn’t know what she was missing, now
the pimps with the limps are p~ssing on her pig tails
no fairy tales, no happy trails borrowed and bought
sorrowed and got taught how to sit, roll over
play dead in the city on, what a pity for the
pretty in pink nipples on the br~~sts
signs of the time are the crimes of the flesh

[verse 3: ewol]
whether fruity as a nut cake or nutty as a fruitcake
baby had back, didn’t lack in the bootay
although, she made me smile, her fruit was still foul
nubian queen who came straight from the nile river
what did them devils give her? sitting in the corner
the monkey on her makes her shiver
she hardly had arteries. shooting was her preference
should i? no, i shouldn’t, because it wouldn’t make no difference
henceforth, ride the tracks up her arm
there goes another betty
yeti, ring the alarm
[bridge: yeti]
ding dong, the b~tch is dead
the b~tch is dead from the life she led
ding dong, that sk~nky b~tch is dead

[instrumental break]

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