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Guts On The Ceiling lyrics

Songwriters: Bruce, Joseph

Oh, you'll never guess what's up
My mucking head blew up
My chins in an old mans backyard
I gotta sneak threw his yard
To find the fothermucker
And he's gotta pitbull dog
And it's sitting on my chin like a frog on a log
I throw a bone to try to distract
Cuz Im wanting my chinny-chin-chin back
Ill never be one to boast
But there's my tongue hanging off the lightpost
Cuz my head exploded
And my brains unloaded
All over this beautiful city
Teeth and bones to the nitty gritty
There's my eyeball stuck to the wall
Right next to my splattered jaw
I don't dig this game
Chasing my brains all through the sewer drains
My heads all over the block
Cuz I done went lunatick-tock tick-tock
Come on, dawg, what's wrong with my head?
It blew apart but I still aint dead
I get no respect
I got nothing but guts hanging off my neck
But I'll still chilling
Even with my blood and guts all over the ceiling
Im chillin, Im illin
With my guts all over the ceiling
Oh, you'll never guess what's up
My mucking back blew up
If you come across a spine
Best believe it's mine
Oh, forget about my tongue
Cuz vato can't breathe without no lungs
I lost both of mine
Now that's an item that I wouldn't mind to find
But forget about dat
Cuz Im roaming the streets with a splattered back
Im trying to rap to this freak
But she can see my ribs all in the street
Then the chit-chat went dead
She noticed that I aint got no head
Shhh, I think I hear my heart
But damn, it got hit by a smark bus
And landed in pontiac
So I tell my mellow to send it back
Come on, wined and my back blow up
Look for my guts, look for my guts
I gotta call from nate the mack
Says he might of found part of my back
Then bring it on over, ace
I got slabs all over the place
But Im still chillin
Even with my blood and guts all over the ceiling
Im chilling, Im illing
With my guts all over the ceiling
Youll never guess what's up
Ahh, Im down on my luck
Got no head
Said I got no head
Southwest ghetto zone
It done fried my brain
Im chilling, Im illing
With my guts all over the ceiling


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