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ass and down my throat
Ingesting chemicals that made me choke

In I.C. I saw an infant ran over by a car
Lying next to me is a boy they say is
the tide was rollin' in
I was drownin' in a sea of romance
Then she popped the question in the back seat of my car
"If I let you love me would you let me
Poison is bubbling
Beneath your dreamhome
Buried there years before 

Kid runs in crying
From playing in the garden
"Mommy, I burned my hands!"
They're playing deadly games 
By dumping toxic waste
Pollution everywhere
More disease, more cancer 
Corporations are killing us   

Just so
I can change your mind
Soon as you walk out my door
I'm gonna call a hundred times

Now I walk under a pink sky
Lovers for long and pass me by
I
irritates 
So high but no chance

My little chemical romance left a bad taste in my mouth
But I approached her like hey Mercedes why the long face
Why
And their cheap books of romance
I think I'll take my chances
So I run like I'd run from a flood
Like you know it's understood
That your golden hair
Was
Why do people fear what they don't know?
Constantly lookin' at me funny cause my pants swung low
And my hats rocked to the left
All these dirty
lies, to our children
Telling lies, to our babies
Only truth, can take us...
 
Verse 2:
I don't want no computer chip in my arm
I don't want to die by
beyond deep 
I got a chemical romance, two left feet 
So now I dance with the devil please G.O.D. 
Save me from the black parade, release me 
My life
chemicals. 
Foggin?up my senses 
You're making me sensless 
You're calling it sexual. 

And you're going to get yours, my lady. 
Might even be today.
brandish
Walk away clown boy, vanish
Feelin' outlandish, chemicals soaked in my cabbage
Face numb, face off rap shit, straight no chasing that dragon
[Busta Rhymes]
Why'know, my homey Treach from Naughty by Nature once said, 
"If you ain't from the ghetto, don't come to the fuckin' ghetto." 
But
Why know, my homey Treach from Naughty by Nature once said 
"If you ain't from the ghetto, don't come to the fuckin' ghetto" 
But I'mma let one
die for my niggas, but would they do the same?
Hennessey by the gallon, I'm losing my balance and manage the pain
I would ride for my niggas, just
So what we smoke cancer sticks and weed and all that good shit 
Fuck the world  word up 
Sunz of Man  Method Man  True Mast'  collabora tion
[Johnny Blaze]
So what we smoke cancer sticks and weed and all that good shit
Fuck the world, word up
Sunz of Man, Method Man, True Mast',
a body of cancer
My stanza, get it going like a car, (vroom)
Usher in the new era, like this y'all (this y'all)
I'm raw stripped down, no minerals
the deaf villain
Whose contracts I don't fill-a
Body-bags by the millions
But that keeps me illin'?
Plus I need a ? to cap one off
My killa raises ?
The limitation a nation of my creation 
Mass confusion ?babies rollin' dead in isolation? 
Inhale the pollution, release the chemicals, my psychological
of that bold (bold),
New (new) breed (breeding)
That extinguishes itself
By markings which resemble a
Wide tie
Directly below the
White collar

If it's
operating rooms being fed by intravenus
seen as off the radar, my dark laser
will drop eight stars, and chop holes through quasars
a powerhouse, brute force
ass down if you don't know the answer
Serious as cancer, this jam demands your undivided attention
Even on the dance floor
Grab the bull by
Why know, my homey Treach from Naughty by Nature once said 
"If you ain't from the ghetto, don't come to the fuckin' ghetto" 
But I'mma let one
ass down if you don't know the answer
Serious as cancer, this jam demands your undivided attention
Even on the dance floor
Grab the bull by