Archive for April, 1986

(Baby Gimmie) What You Got

Wednesday, April 30th, 1986
Hit the block about 20 to 9,
checking my girl but then i see this girl looking fine so i,
asked if she would’nt mind,
could u tell me your name and watcha doing 2night,
Body like nothin I seen,
she telling me she on the cover of gq magazine,
telling me she had 2 go,
so i dropped her in my spot in my 4 by 4,

Pre chorus

So I told her,
I cant be late,
girls taking up my time had 2 hit her with the line
So i told her
i cant wait 2 freak c u at the same time next week

Chorus
Baby gimmie what u got
cause im everything that shes not
love is all i bring
with my khaki suit and ting
so honey leave ya girl at home
with yer car keys, mobile fone
love is all i got
all the things that make u hot

Got my woman crazy on the fone
she talking bout my f*%ing ass aint at home
had 2 tell her i was stuck
in this brand new buisness i was all tied up
had to tell her was late, i had 2 run
i had 2 b backstage at a quarter past 9
telling me 2 change my mind
she likes britney spears baby hit me 1 more time

Pre chorus

So I told her,
I cant be late,
girls taking up my time had 2 hit her with the line
So i told her
i cant wait 2 freak c u at the same time next week

Chorus
Baby gimmie what u got
cause im everything that shes not
love is all i bring
with my khaki suit and ting
so honey leave ya girl at home
with yer car keys, mobile fone
love is all i got
all the things that make u hot

Pre chorus

So I told her,
I cant be late,
girls taking up my time had 2 hit her with the line
So i told her
i cant wait 2 freak c u at the same time next week

Chorus
Baby gi

(Baby Gimme) What You Got

Tuesday, April 29th, 1986
Hit the block around 20 to 9,
checking my girl but then i see this girl looking fine so i,
asked if she would’nt mind,
could u tell me your name and watcha doing 2night,
body like nothin I seen,
she telling me she on the cover of gq magazine,
telling me she had 2 go,
so i dropped her in my spot in my 4 by 4,

Pre chorus

So I told her,
I cant be late,
girls taking up my time had 2 hit her with the line
So i told her
i cant wait 2 freak c u at the same time next week

Chorus
Baby gimmie what u got
cause im everything that shes not
love is all i bring
with my khaki suit and thing
so honey leave ya girl at home
with yer car keys, mobile fone
love is all i got
all the things that make u hot

Got my woman crazy on the fone
she talking bout why the f!

Come With A Little Bit More

Monday, April 28th, 1986
(RAP)
Yo, sonic kaboom, I bring it to ya like a monsoon.
MC upon scene, bring it to ya whole team.
Kaboom! Guess who stepped in the room?
The pop bandit with another kris choon.
Make ya, make ya, make ya, wanna dance to this,
Make ya, make ya, wanna bust and shake ya pants to this.
It don’t stop…
What else can I say but phwoy?
That’s why they call me playboy…

-BRIDGE
Damn…
All you do is hypnotize.
I know I do… can’t ya see that I have to?
Damn…
All you do is get it right…
But I have to do,
Gotta do what I can to make you…

-CHORUS REPEAT 2
Come with a little bit, come with a little bit more, more, more, more…
Come with a little bit, come with a little bit more.

(RAP)
Sonic kaboom, so tell me just what ya gonna do?
Tell your DJ that this your daily tune.
I’m like a mineral cure for your body and soul now,
Lay down, let me take control now.
It’s just a way, got you high…
Got all night, no asking why.
I got ya, ya best to believe it.
Stone cold cos that’s how I leave it…

BRIDGE

CHORUS

So how do you…
Do what ya do?
The way that ya do.
You feeling me, like I’m feeling you?
How do I…
Know what ya like?
Ya always bring it right,
You dance for me, get down tonight.

BRIDGE

CHORUS REPEATS

Miss Perfect

Sunday, April 27th, 1986
Abs…

Nodesha…

Shorty, c’mon, uh

Oh my, you was looking so down
When I first met you
I bet you didn’t think it would get to a situation when I’d let you,
Just go, so that you let me know,
Why you’re acting cold?
Thinking about words that you told me
When you phoned me
She was saying

No, No, No
I’m moving into something new
(Oh girl what you wanna do?)
Saying woah, boy slow,
I got a hundred other things to do
Before I go just tell me

[Chorus 1: Abs Only]
Little Miss Perfect
Was she worth it?
A dangerous game she had to play,
She could’ve deserted but she flirted,
Now little Miss Perfect’s gone away.

[Chorus 2:]
Little Miss Perfect
Was she worth it?
A dangerous game she had to play,
She could’ve deserted but she flirted,
Now little Miss Perfect’s gone away.

Oh no, gonna do it again,
Gonna find myself right back up where I started lady,
Baby girl it ain’t hard to tell
That you wanna get your flirt on,
Cos you got your boots and your skirt on, (mm-mmmm)
When you’re looking like that,
I think I want you back. (yeah)

No, No, No,
Don’t even try to step to me
(Oh girl what you wanna do?)
Saying woah, boy slow,
Can’t stop this curiosity
Before I go just tell me

[Chorus 2 x2]

Saying what, you forgot?
Baby stop
You were out at 10 o’clock
On the rocks, getting hot, hot, hot
Is that where you’re at?
Got the mack
She’s just falling for your chat,
Dirty rat, now you’re back, back, back.

No, No, No
I’m moving into something new
(Oh girl what you wanna do?)
Saying woah, boy slo

Aching Meat

Saturday, April 26th, 1986
Piss Scorches Out my Cock
Pus so Green comes out in hardened Chuncks
Bloody Urine the Smell of Genital Rot
Taste That Bile Creepin’ Up my Throat
I Masturbate with my Infected Tool
I Wanna See my Rotten Jizz in a Smelly Pool
I Jerk it ’til My Hand’s covered in Pus
Puke on my Dick Lubed for Another 50 Thrusts
My Aching Meat

Buckets of Cum Tainted in Decay
Shoot from My Flute with a Rush of Searing Pain
The Mold on my Balls is Peeling Off in Flakes
A Dribble of Shit Running Down my Leg
The Toilet seat’s Spattered
and my Dick is still hard
The Shit Piss and Cum
Pus and Bloody Discharge are making me Hungry and I want To Eat
I Chow it Puke it Shit it Piss it
My Aching Meat, My Achine Meat

Bloody Engorged and coated with Slime
It feels so Divine
Pornofreakographic Lust
I can Smell my Anal Crust
Urinal Ice like a Bullet to Bite
Humid Pungency
Venereal Vigor
Arms just a blur
Latrinic Ecstacy

Altar Toy

Friday, April 25th, 1986
Black Suit
White Collar
Burning Desire
Mother Fuckin’ Father
Holy Man
Cock in Hand
Perverted Plans
Mother Fuckin’ Father
Makes Toys
of Little Boys
Priestly Pleasures
Mother Fuckin’ Father

Go to Him for Spiritual Advice
He’ll Teach you about the Facts of Life
Go to Him to Confess You Sins
He’ll bend you over and Force his God in

He Takes
He Rapes
Blind Faith
Mother Fuckin’ Father
Sex Games
in God’s Name
Pulpits of Shame
Mother Fuckin’ Father

Baptizing
Buttfucker
Jesus Jizz
Mother Fuckin’ Father
Eat Shit
You Hypocrite
Fuck the Church
Mother Fuckin’ Father

Teaching Something New In Sunday School
He’ll Say God Chose Him To Fuck You
Sodomy
Masturbation
He Prays To Fuck His Congression

Blacktooth Beast

Thursday, April 24th, 1986
Crank Skank Fat and Rank
Smells like and old Fish Tank
Clustered Zits Explode with Cheez
Yank Whore Down on Scabby Knees
Boils Grow Blow for a Blow
Shit Breath like a Pig’s Asshole
Scabby Jaw Toothless Maw
Rotting Fast in Pubes Crabs Crawl

Picking Flesh Face Like Death Spread it for a bit
of Meth World of Dog Smell
of Log Blacktooth Bitch
Decrepit Slob Spews Trap Jaw Flap
Panties Stained with Streaks of Crap
Mirror Lick Lookin’ Sick
I Wouldn’t Touch you with a Ten Foot Dick

Blacktooth Beast

Crawled Up from the Sewer

Wednesday, April 23rd, 1986
I Crawled up from the Sewer in a Quest to Eat Your Brain
Manhole for a Cranium I Bathe in Toilet Rain
Burning Red Desire Eating Out my Insides
My Jellifed Skin Stinking up the Night

Hiding from the World Until It’s Time to Feed
Emerging From the Darkness Human Flesh I Need
Buglamp Eyes Aglaze Veins Pulsate with Muck
Carnivoric Frenzy Bone Marrow I Suck

Ground Up Powdered Rats Fly up My Nose
Tail in the Rail Savor Pulverized Toes
Eyes water Head Pounds Ready Up for Grub
Thinking Stinking Sewage Drinking Drown In Filthy Crud

Death Runs Red

Tuesday, April 22nd, 1986
Blood in Torrents Wrist Sheds Life
Like Skin from a Mask of Agony
Meat Flayed Open Beyond Stitches
Plasma Soaks into the Sheets
On Death Bed once with turned to Crimson
I Lie in Bleeding Victory
Auto Destruct Liberation
Cut from Pin and Misery
Death Runs Red

Fuck Life Fuck you all Fuck Myself
Its time to Die
Razors Kiss deep and dark
Eyes turned upwards towards the sky

Oblivion’s Tongue licks my Cock
Extract running red as Lust
Wound agape like mouth of death
Ready to become one with the Dust

Deathscape in Flames

Monday, April 21st, 1986
I’m Pissing Naplam All Over You
My Head In Flames
A Bridge of Death in View
Brain of Throns and Bleeding Misery
Burning Black Doom and Insanity

Deathscape in Flames

Nuclear Enemas
For the Stinking Massess
Desolation and Infected Gashes
Shrieking Terror
Raw and Sick and Red
Sucks the Holes
Out of Your Caved in Head

Deathscape in Flames