Limb separation; bone isolation.
Nothing to do but to decapitate these words.
Oh yeah.
Abrasive allergic; inhaling detergent.
Eating the last of the words that were urgent.
Oh yeah.
And this little girly wants to get to the action,
Rob another bank and win a reaction.
I didn't know she owned a gun.
I didnt know she'd shoot that gun.
Come on baby, grab that cash.
Get in the car and hit the gas.
The cops will get there crazy fast.
Come on baby, drive.
I can't believe you shot that guy.
You better hope he doesn't die.
This time there aint no alibi.
Faster baby, drive.
God, no, what have we done?
Bonnie and Clyde on the run.
This time your tricky tricky tricky tricks
Are more than just scaring me.
They're making me sick.
Babies in blenders and insect intestines.
Nothing to eat but stained glass in heaven, man.
Oh yeah.
I'm nodding my head to the dancing dead.
You'd be so surprised what the skeleton said man,
He said, oh yeah.
Who'd ever think we'd be 21?
Our faces won't change but these places stay fun.
And Bonnie looks so beautiful biting at her cuticles.
I never thought we'd get this far,
I never thought you'd stop the car.
Shot a guy and break my heart,
Baby, you get me high.
Dancing in the rain that night,
Puddles dripping from your eyes.
The greatest day of our lives,
Maybe we should have died.
Oh man, look what we've done.
We've suited our hearts from the words off our tongues.
This time you're itty bitty bitty bones,
Will lock up inside you and will not let you go, huh?
Bonnie sails over the ocean,
My bonnie sails over the sea.
Won't you please bring back my Bonnie to me?
Now, I know what this girl's all about:
She'll hold you, fuck you, stick a gun in your mouth.
Call me romantic or call me naive;
I'll spill my own blood to save her heart from the streets that she'll leave.
Look what these damn cops will do if they find you:
They'll cuff you or shoot you, don't let them find you.
You know what would happen when you let this all happen,
You're dead or you're happy.
I hope that you're happy, baby.
She was my bonnie my one and only, my wifey, my homey.
Molded controlled me slowly showed me, it's only dough.
You hold me boldly, coldly, like a nine,
Use me cock me back and blow my mind.
You're the thought behind my rhyme,
Designed for quite some time.
This life of crime has showed no sign of ending.
Almost spouses running into house, blouses doused in blood.
Shouting get down and empty the clout out of your trousers.
Bonnie Clyde, ride with my baby by my side,
Those baby blue eyes hypnotize.
Visualize when you strip the gun clip slip on your thigh.
Never slipping she's gripping.
Smith Wesson dressed in fishnets stretching from toe to heaven.
Bonnie blessing bank with bullet flanks that blow whole ranks to waste.
Lower than worthy women wibble wobble when wielding weight.
Disintegrate when placed in these crazy ape states.
These situations got me craving the rush,
So much I want to reach out and touch
Clutch your bullets load your nuts,
Finger fuck the rust off your trigger.
Hear you hush, chamber thrust then you bust.