Liquid Diet Lyrics by Papa Roach

Liquid Diet Lyrics

    This time i came to get mine
    I saw this cat running with his hand on his 9mm
    He's got a small peter
    Got 2 kids and a wife plus he beats her
    Nod ya head as if my shit was the dog catcher
    P-roach comin through sick
    I'm gonna have to betcha my last dollar that you
    Come on back
    You getting weak in the knees while you
    Smokin the cess
    Oh yes
    Word to god
    I know his son is the best
    He helps me out when i'm down or when i'm
    Crazy ill stressed
    I confess
    I'm not as good as the rest
    But i get down for my crown and i don't
    Crack under stress
    But i'll be careful though cause the girl is
    Memorizing
    She takes off her clothes
    And her body is mad surprising
    Slangin
    Bangin
    Her two breasts was firm and not hangin
    Listen to this rhyme that i'm slangin
    Hooked up with this girl
    Her name is kelly
    For really
    The hip hop body and a piercing through her
    Belly
    I knew she was mine when i saw her
    Working on the line
    Servin pasta & salad and she's still lookin fine
    But enough of that though
    I give a shot out to happy
    He's partying down and getting props in this
    Rap
    See cause i'm the type of cracker that'll get
    Straight down to beat that you hear
    It's the pee-roach sound
    Abused with forks
    Knives
    Cut with razor blades
    That shit is absurd
    His temper's flaring
    Now he's twice as mean
    Now i am talking about this fool
    Beats his wife thinks he's cool
    She cries so hard
    She's trembling
    This time he beats her and he's twice as mean
    Silence in her rage
    She should recognize next time he is gone she
    Should pack her bags and leave

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