song. Her son is innocent, he can't do wrong, 'cos Dad's a judge and knows exactly what the job of judging's all about. And all the while Graham slept
day Yes stoppin the fuckin press, transform to mister mef See that logo on my chest, save a damsel in distress Hot shit, in the song, got to get until it's
Tick, Tick Tick!, Tick, Tick!!! Tick, Tick!!, Tick Tick, Tick, Tick (yessss....) You are now rocking with the best! Your boy dark ken A.k.A Mr. representing
last Puriah's, and Naomi's' hair How about the But thole Surfers, and Frank Zappa. Aunt Bea Big Drill Car, Bert Suzanka, and all the Ziggen's around
One Live Crew and all the Lakewood posse Mr.Capoo, and the Antioch posse Especially the Johnson family, what's up Miss. J? I gotta say what's up to
off in texas A state I dearly love The moon 'n' stars above me... and what else? ( song written by jimmie rodgers and performed by ken)
, drop you in the dirt and slow song ya So every blessed minute I'm breathing I'm conceiving, for when I do perish, reasons for your grieving That's not
Man that first verse ain't fill me up, it's like I gotta take worm I'm eatin' lettuce and [unverified] nuggets And just [unverified] that take turn, it's
slap 'em for doin' it I'ma embarrass ya so bad, that ya label won't say they know ya You's a good ass promoter, but the fat lady say it's over Mixtape
part of the year Then Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit come from out of nowhere It's the start of an era, rock rap's harder this year No one's tryin to hear
new outfit feestyle flow is all I come with I don't give a fuck ya'll stupid dumb bitch in the land of g's smoking QP's Smoke on kill I'ma smoke trees
Grinch, Cause Y`all Are Nothing But Hoos Just Another Bunch Of Phony Acts With Nothing To Prove [Verse: Ken Masters] Ahaha Yo Now Let The Kids Grill At The Rider`s
Ken Page with Ed lvory OOGIE BOOGIE Well, well, well, what have we here? Sandy Claws, huh? Oh, I'm really scared So you're the one everybody's talkin
it's June... All June, June, June Just because it's June, June, June! Nettie Fresh and alive and gay and young June is a love song, sweetly song
day Yes stoppin the fuckin press, transform to Mister Mef See that logo on my chest, save a damsel in distress Hot shit, in the song, got to Get Until It's
was pacing in the basin The fear's injected into me 'cause I believed him Intimidation isn't meant for the young Your plan was buggered up and ken We never sang the songs
's a Bill Blass combo, maxed out mombo DKNY caught him in a lie Ken Starr word man were talkin' absurd Spendin' forty million dollars just to give the man a bird He's
s a good song Without you by my side Taking that serum People people theres a lesson here plain to see There's no truth in you There's no truth in me