Hold On Lyrics
Hold on to me when you're falling when you're falling down to the ground Hold on to me when you feel like When you feel like you can't go on Don't be afraid I'll never refuse you playing with a broken heart that's lame again Don't be ashamed to reach out and take my helping hand it's so easy to be, to be free, all you got to do is
Freak, freak, freak it. (Repeats)
Methods Of Mayhem: Seventy-seven million dollars made from watching me cum.
Under the sun on my vacation. (After hours on Spectravision),
Shootin' my jizzy jizm, the woody has rizzy risen.
I ain't gettin' paid to entertain your bridal showers,
Rockin' my porno tape for hours and hours.
The hoes are fearin' me,
It's bigger than Ron Jeremy!
Fred: 'Cause it's them ass cheeks that make my ass weak,
And I've been runnin' with the blueballs since last week.
And if you ask me, I'll be glad to speak,
Until we get butt naked and break it down with nasty.
Methods Of Mayhem: (chorus) Get, get naked. (C'mon baby make me hot.)
Get, get naked. (Ride the cock till

Puppet on a String Lyrics
Why do you -- Invade me I beg you -- don't leave me Don't trust you -- don't trust me I stand here -- benignly What is inside that's pushing me We're all a puppet on a string This wooden world is just like me We're all puppets on a string -- on a string I hurt you -- you killed me I love you -- you hated me You gave in --

you hit the spot.)
Get, get naked. (C'mon baby make me hot.)
Get, get naked.
Methods Of Mayhem: Woof woof! Doin' it doggie style!
Bow wow wow yippie yo yippie yay,
Bow wow yippie yo yippy yay,
Get it on! (meow). (Repeats).
The little Geisha hoe from Tokyo who said she could blow.
"Ten dolla love me long time in a limo."
For really dough, I'm just tryin' to fly with the flows.
Freak up some hoe's, blow up the shows.
Make a little dough-hoe as if you didn't know,
Back to the strip club freakin' up some more hoes.
Swingin' my dingaling, it ain't no thing. (Hell yeah.)
It's those intergalactic hoes who came down in those space probes,
Fine green heinies representin' wi

Pleasure and the pain Lyrics
these feelings locked inside my head i try to reason out of bed these feelings locked inside of me will never see the light of day slowly upwards faster down reach the top and hit the ground so many things we left unsaid so many feelings left for dead a love affair like this could last i take

h no clothes.
(Mix Master Mike, mix Master Mike). (Oh, God oh!)
Man, your pussy tight! No jimmy, no gimmie, no lust.
In the Methods of Mayhem we trust.
So rip off your clothes and expose your busts.
Fred: 'Cause it's them ass cheeks that make my ass weak
And I've been runnin' with the blueballs since last week.
So if you ask me, I'll be glad to speak,
Until we get butt naked and break it down with (nasty).
Methods Of Mayhem: (Chorus)
You only love me when you want punani.
Queen bitch, red lipstick, that all black car with the phony phat bar.
Fuck a blow job, this a motherfuckin' hard.
Under seven inches, sorry.
Man I mean, I can't fuck the pimp.
I like to, ride the cock till yo

Me Against The World Lyrics
2Pac] It's just me against the world [girl] Oooohhh, oooohhh [2Pac] It's just me against the world baby [girl] Oahhhh, oahhhahh [2Pac] I got nuttin to lose It's just me against the world [girl] Oh-hahhh [2Pac] Stuck in the game Me against the world baby [Verse One: 2Pac] Can you picture my

u hit the spot.
Mmm, come on baby make me hot.
Got a convertible? Drop the top.
Before we do a thing I want the diamonds and the rings.
The Spurs, the Knicks, the Jews, the Minks.
Ya know I'm freaky, so you gotta keep me and I know ya hate it but umm...
Methods of Mayhem: Get naked! (You think you gettin' this?
You ain't stickin' this, we don't want your dick!)
Fuck the dumb games, the girls that complain,
And I ain't leavin' till you sleepin' on a cum stain.
(You think you gettin' this?
You ain't stickin' this, we don't want your dick!)
Fuck the dumb games, the girls that complain,
And I ain't leavin' till you sleepin' on a cum stain.
Methods Of Mayhem: (chorus)