Oh My God (Letra)

The Pretty Reckless

Heavy Metal

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Oh my god, wish I was thin
Wish I was a normal human being
I’m just like them
Stuck in the dirt
I am a victim of my own self-worth

And now I wanna take it back
I wanna take it back
I wanna take it back
To when I was so dumb and so innocent

Oh my god, wish I was black
Wish I had soul and my music attacked
I am so white, shine like the sun
Just like we’ve been counting down to the one

And I wanna take it back
I wanna take it back
I wanna take it back
To when I was so dumb and so innocent

Oh my god, wish I could think
Wish I could do something smarter than sing
But I’m just a face
Painted in mud
Don’t try for perfect it’s never enough

I’m just hanging with my head down
I’m just hanging with my head down
I’m just hanging with my head down
I’m just hanging with my head down

I wanna take it back
I wanna take it back
I wanna take it back
To when I was so dumb and so innocent

Oh my god, wish I was dead
Wish I could turn off the noise in my head
Oh my god, wish I could breathe
Enough air in my lungs to muster a scream
Oh my god, wish I was numb
The weight on my back didn’t feel like a ton
Oh my god, wish I could pray
Believe in the words your religions all say
Oh my god, wish I could swim
‘Cause I’m gonna drown in depression again

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Oh My God (Letra)

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[q-tip]:
Listen up everybody the bottom line
I’m a black intellect, but unrefined
With precision like a bullet, target bound
Just livin like a hooker, the harlett sounds
Now when i say the harlett, you know i mean the hott
V-a-v-a-vader, the brothers in the spot
Jalick, jalick ya wind up ya hit
Captain of the poets, i’m the #7 pick
Lick, lick, lick boy on your backside
Lick, lick, lick boy on your backside
Listen to the fader, shaheed lets it glide
Tip the earthly body
Heavens on my side
Even in santo domingo
Can i gotta gringo
We got mikes when do we go
Know a little nigga who can ryhme when you ask me
Short, dark, and plus his voice is raspy
Phife dawg
1 for the treble
2 for the bass
You know the style tip
It’s time to flip this
I like my beats hard like two day old shit
Steady eatin booty m.c’s like cheese grits
My man al b. sure, he’s in effect mode
Used to have a crush on dawn from en vogue
It’s not like honey dip would wanna get with me
But just in case i own more condoms then t.l.c.
Now the formula is this me, tip, and ali
For those who can’t count it goes 1-2-3
The answer(scratch-damn right i’m)hiccup is how i be
Brothers find it’s hard to do but never me
Some brothers try to dis my malik
You see’m ditchin me
Now cure all the b.b. m.c.’s my shit is hittin
Trainin gladiator, anti-hesitater
Shaheed push the fader from here to granada
Mr. energetic, who me sound pathetic
When’s the last time you heard a funky diabetic?
(i don’t know man(3x))
(i don’t know(2x))

[chorus]:
(oh my god yes, oh my god(10))

[q-tip]
Complimentary it be
The theif of poetry
I got a humdinger comin hook line and sinker
The timbo hits with the prints underground
Timbo’s on the toes, i like the way it’s goin down
Down like the lady of the evenin
When it goes in toots just beleive the sin
Cuz queens is the county, jamaica is the place
Take off your boots cuz you can’t run the race

[chorus]:
(oh my god(14))

Oh My God (Letra)

Contribuição

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[q-tip]:
Listen up everybody the bottom line
I’m a black intellect, but unrefined
With precision like a bullet, target bound
Just livin like a hooker, the harlett sounds
Now when i say the harlett, you know i mean the hott
V-a-v-a-vader, the brothers in the spot
Jalick, jalick ya wind up ya hit
Captain of the poets, i’m the #7 pick
Lick, lick, lick boy on your backside
Lick, lick, lick boy on your backside
Listen to the fader, shaheed lets it glide
Tip the earthly body
Heavens on my side
Even in santo domingo
Can i gotta gringo
We got mikes when do we go
Know a little nigga who can ryhme when you ask me
Short, dark, and plus his voice is raspy
Phife dawg
1 for the treble
2 for the bass
You know the style tip
It’s time to flip this
I like my beats hard like two day old shit
Steady eatin booty m.c’s like cheese grits
My man al b. sure, he’s in effect mode
Used to have a crush on dawn from en vogue
It’s not like honey dip would wanna get with me
But just in case i own more condoms then t.l.c.
Now the formula is this me, tip, and ali
For those who can’t count it goes 1-2-3
The answer(scratch-damn right i’m)hiccup is how i be
Brothers find it’s hard to do but never me
Some brothers try to dis my malik
You see’m ditchin me
Now cure all the b.b. m.c.’s my shit is hittin
Trainin gladiator, anti-hesitater
Shaheed push the fader from here to granada
Mr. energetic, who me sound pathetic
When’s the last time you heard a funky diabetic?
(i don’t know man(3x))
(i don’t know(2x))

[chorus]:
(oh my god yes, oh my god(10))

[q-tip]
Complimentary it be
The theif of poetry
I got a humdinger comin hook line and sinker
The timbo hits with the prints underground
Timbo’s on the toes, i like the way it’s goin down
Down like the lady of the evenin
When it goes in toots just beleive the sin
Cuz queens is the county, jamaica is the place
Take off your boots cuz you can’t run the race

[chorus]:
(oh my god(14))

Oh My God (Letra)

Contribuição

Download

#Compartilhe

[q-tip]:
Listen up everybody the bottom line
I’m a black intellect, but unrefined
With precision like a bullet, target bound
Just livin like a hooker, the harlett sounds
Now when i say the harlett, you know i mean the hott
V-a-v-a-vader, the brothers in the spot
Jalick, jalick ya wind up ya hit
Captain of the poets, i’m the #7 pick
Lick, lick, lick boy on your backside
Lick, lick, lick boy on your backside
Listen to the fader, shaheed lets it glide
Tip the earthly body
Heavens on my side
Even in santo domingo
Can i gotta gringo
We got mikes when do we go
Know a little nigga who can ryhme when you ask me
Short, dark, and plus his voice is raspy
Phife dawg
1 for the treble
2 for the bass
You know the style tip
It’s time to flip this
I like my beats hard like two day old shit
Steady eatin booty m.c’s like cheese grits
My man al b. sure, he’s in effect mode
Used to have a crush on dawn from en vogue
It’s not like honey dip would wanna get with me
But just in case i own more condoms then t.l.c.
Now the formula is this me, tip, and ali
For those who can’t count it goes 1-2-3
The answer(scratch-damn right i’m)hiccup is how i be
Brothers find it’s hard to do but never me
Some brothers try to dis my malik
You see’m ditchin me
Now cure all the b.b. m.c.’s my shit is hittin
Trainin gladiator, anti-hesitater
Shaheed push the fader from here to granada
Mr. energetic, who me sound pathetic
When’s the last time you heard a funky diabetic?
(i don’t know man(3x))
(i don’t know(2x))

[chorus]:
(oh my god yes, oh my god(10))

[q-tip]
Complimentary it be
The theif of poetry
I got a humdinger comin hook line and sinker
The timbo hits with the prints underground
Timbo’s on the toes, i like the way it’s goin down
Down like the lady of the evenin
When it goes in toots just beleive the sin
Cuz queens is the county, jamaica is the place
Take off your boots cuz you can’t run the race

[chorus]:
(oh my god(14))

Oh My god (Letra)

Korn

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Oh My god
Oh My god
Oh My god
Oh My god
Oh My god

Chorus 1:
Boom na da mmm dum na ema
Da Boom na da mmm dum na ema

Chorus 2:
Ame an mud mmm ad an moob ad
Ame an mud mmm ad an moob

Oh My god
Oh My god
Oh My god
Oh My god
Oh My god

Oh Yes Baby, Give Me More baby ohhhhhh, ohhhhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhh yeeeeeeeeesssssssssssssssssss.

Singa, Singa, Rapa, Singa Rapa

Chorus 1:

Singa, Singa, Rapa, Singa Rapa

Chorus 2: