Fruit Ninja Ringtones

Southern trees bear a strange fruit Blood on the leaves and blood at the root Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees Pastoral scene of the gallant south The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth Scent of magnolia sweet and fresh Then the sudden smell of burning flesh. Here is a fruit for the crow to pluck For the rain to wither, for the wind to suck For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop Here is a strange and bitter crop.

To the ones who came before us All the golden ones who were lifted on a wing We had no idea the dreams we had were far too big Far too big And we will walk together (we will walk) Psychedelic garlands in our hair Through the halls of splendor where the apple trees all grew You'll leave us dancing on the fallen fruit The fallen fruit The fallen fruit (ooh-ooh) The fallen fruit From the Nissan to the Phantom to the plane We'll disappear in the cover of the rain Took the great minds and the vapers And a pocketful of seed It's time for us to leave And we will walk together (we will walk) Psychedelic garlands in our hair But how can I love what I know I am gonna lose? Don't make me choose The fallen fruit The fallen fruit The fallen fruit

What you see you must not touch, what you see What you want you cannot have, what you want As Adam plucked the apple from the tree he never realised A chemical and biological attraction, came to be Consummate, your one desire Physically connect as one To copulate, will quench the fire Burning fiercely in the soul and mind What you want You know you can't touch What you see You know you can't have What you need It's just what you feel What you can't have You want more and more Once you've had a taste you're hypnotized Forbidden fruit resist the call An appetite, to self-indulge Keep's growing stronger by the day Your self-control, you're bound to lose If you continue in this feverish way Once you've had a taste you're hypnotized Forbidden fruit resist the call Don't be drawn into it's sweet desires Forbidden fruit can change it's form Everything is spiritual, everything has a spirit, everything is brought to You by the creator As Adam plucked the apple from the tree he never realised A chemical and biological attraction, came to be Why, why did man create all of these things?

I'm in love with your mother, but not the way I do love you She doesn't cut it like you do, fruit and salad no meat please Old style goin' in for your soul But baby that ain't happenin' 'Cause in a bag I'm useless That's why you left me for him That's why I'll sleep with your mother again But hopefully soon my lonely heart Will be filled with the warmth form your eyes And we can swap snow for leaves So come on baby and just come around And let me back in through your door And if you don't want to come around I'll take your mother to, funky town And we will make the nasty weather All my dreams are waiting for you In a time where I ain't no fool The love is lost somewhere in the room Your eyes are wider underneath the moon All my dreams are waiting for you In a time where I ain't no fool The love is lost somewhere in the room Your eyes are wider underneath the moon The moon With the world around my fingertips And I will rub her curvy hips 'Cause I'm in love with your mother But not the way I do love you I will treat her like I would treat you

Southern trees bear a strange fruit Blood on the leaves and blood at the roots Black bodies swingin' in the southern breeze Strange fruit hangin' from the poplar trees Pastoral scene of the gallant south The bulging eyes and twisted mouth Scent of magnolias sweet and fresh And the sudden smell of burning flesh Here is the fruit For the crows to pluck For the rain to gather For the wind to suck For the sun to rot For the tree to drop Here is a strange and bitter crop

You ballin' baby girl, yes, I can see it You ballin' baby girl, yes, I can see it You ballin' baby girl, yes, I can see it You ballin' baby girl, yes, I can see it You ballin' baby girl, yes, I can see it You ballin' (Coupe) You ballin' baby girl, yes I can see it Fine ass lil bitch in a Benz Popped out, it was her and her friend I'm poppin' shit, it's just me and my twin And I got racks on me soon we walk in Shit caught her eye, and I did it again I'm walking in and I look like the shit Really don't know, but I came from shit Yeah, havin' that stuff on And my blunts they stuffed And this ice on my wrist and my cup And it's lit and I ain't had enough So I'm on one And tonight finna go down Ain't finna play no games when it's going down Finna beat the pussy up, imma beat her back down Batter up, cause I know I'm finna run this shit around Finna stick her up, and I gotta do a pat down She gon suck me up every time a nigga sit down Tryna play the game but a bitch gon open her mouth Yeah she got that fire, she got that comeback Ain't tryna trip 'bout that shit, but I love that Fall in that pussy it feel like it love She is a real one, don't fuck with no scrub We get too freaky together, might fuck in the club I ain't gotta hide my sound, she know I'm a thug I ain't gotta hide my gun and I sell drugs We were friends before we ever fucked Now I'm always on your mental, I stay on your mind New nigga didn't work out Back at me but you burnt out You ballin' baby girl, yes I can see it Fine ass lil bitch in a Benz Popped out, it was her and her friend I'm poppin' shit, it's just me and my twin And I got racks on me soon we walk in Shit caught her eye, and I did it again I'm walking in and I look like the shit Really don't know, but I came from shit Yeah, havin' that stuff on And my blunts they stuffed And this ice on my wrist and my cup And it's lit and I ain't had enough So I'm on one And tonight finna go down Ain't finna play no games when it's going down Finna beat the pussy up, imma beat her back down Batter up, cause I know I'm finna run this shit around Came in the room and I was on shrooms (Came in the room and I was on shrooms) She didn't have no clue what a nigga finna do (Nah she didn't have no clue) I just got that text, she know what to do (Oh yeah, she know what to do) I'm finna take her down, she got me in that mood (Yeah, I'm finna take her down) And ain't got that much time, do what I do (do what I do) Yeah, I don't play no games, that's sumn I don't do (sumn I don't do) Yeah, If I had a main, I wish it was you (i wish it was you girl) Wish you had a twin cause I'd fuck two (cause I'd fuck two girls) And she ballin' and she got it on her own (And she ballin' and she got it on her own) Bad bitch, Yeah down to the bone (bad bitch, yeah down to the bone) No clue when she fuck to this song (No clue when she fuck to this song) Yeah, yeah, yeah, bitch, be gone You ballin' baby girl, yes I can see it Fine ass lil bitch in a Benz Popped out, it was her and her friend I'm poppin' shit, it's just me and my twin And I got racks on me soon we walk in Shit caught her eye, and I did it again I'm walking in and I look like the shit Really don't know, but I came from shit Yeah, havin' that stuff on And my blunts they stuffed And this ice on my wrist and my cup And it's lit and I ain't had enough So I'm on one And tonight finna go down Ain't finna play no games when it's going down Finna beat the pussy up, imma beat her back down Batter up, cause I know I'm finna run this shit around

Once again the winter's gone But still chilling your veins And they tore up the plains To make way for a new tollway Waiting for the warm of spring to come To turn your world green Hoping soon to be Twisting along the open road like a snake But you're alone again as usual Out on the balcony But soon the drought will become a flood And it'll drown out the feeling Awaiting an awakening You could have one again It would not be pretend It could be so reasonably easy Or a perfect moment now to pray To a Christian Lord Wine, ashes and palms Born again, again just yesterday Now alone again as usual Out on the balcony A two-point-eight is still a quake And it can shake away what you believe Now alone again as usual Out on the balcony A two-point-eight is still a quake And it can shake away what you believe And yeah soon the drought will become a flood And it'll drown out the feeling

Wait, let me spit my gum out Wet hot Sticky sweet Warm sex Ketamine (Mmm) Sweat stains Mickey d's (whoa) Got a bald cat Call it Mr. Clean (mmm-mmm) They wanna Swim in my sauna It's wetter than the sea Hot like Nevada They need it Shakin' and fiendin' I got a cherry flav- They wanna eat it The boys want The girls want The boys want My juicy fruit The world wants The girls want My wet hot My juicy fruit (The boys want) (The girls want) (The boys want) (My juicy fruit) (The world wants) (The girls want) (My wet hot) (My juicy fruit) Mmm, you got an appetite And I don't blame you, I'll make you take a bite Mm-mm-mm-mmm, you wanna swallow me I got your mouth wet, get on top of me (top of me) Mmm, they wanna Swim in my sauna It's wetter than the sea Hot like Nevada (Nevada) They need it Shakin' and fiendin' I got a cherry flav They wanna eat it (The boys want) (The girls want) (The boys want) (My juicy fruit) (The world wants) (The girls want) (My wet hot) (My juicy fruit) The boys- The girls- The world- My juicy fruit They wanna- My juicy fruit (The boys want) (The girls want) (The boys want) (My juicy fruit) (The world wants) (The girls want) (My wet hot) (My juicy fruit)