Lyrics:
[Toxic]
Check this out ya dig?
You've vome to the last and final record
Toxic gettin crunk on you hoes
My nigga KX-Zilla, Steve The Guitar Man
I shoot my guitar like a .45
Theres only one life that I choose I'm an Outlaw on the loose.
I'ma burn out bright, I won't fade to dust
don't hang
the golden day came
The guitar came home
The dream cane true, nothing else to do
I guess I didn't quite think this through
But that's the thing about dreams -
Burn one for the one whose turn's come
Burst come like nerves on the first gun
Absurd, the world stunned by the purse
The burst lung from the germs
been locked up all by myself but I'm known to grow my own
I Burn it 'til it's gone
Like there ain't nothing wrong
I'm just out in the shade watching
hanging out going nowhere
Digging how the guitar goes
In a song that no one knows
Did you burn that yourself
Or did the voodoo magic help?
Does everyone
must heed the story.
Told by the priests.
Ring the doomsday bells.
Raising hell.
[guitar solo]
Unleash the fury.
Free the beast.
You must heed
Palm trees and beautiful hips
Man it dosen't get any better than this
Sun settin' like fire on the Viper Room
Old Lemmy holed up at the bar
this in mind
That they hated your kith and they hated your kind
cnd they gave not a thought to the trust they betrayed
By the turn of a phrase
eats chewy lozenges that burn your mouth
Someone gave me this box of candy because they didn't want it
Shit, why am I eating these
I haven't even slowed
embraced by the village
Only to burn the huts to feel it's warmth
This is why I am what I am
Keeping my faith under my sleeve
Accepting my fate as the Joker
of a big phenomenon world wide
A prophet in the past had a message to send
To this big band one day you must all bend
Crushing the scene with their energy
of a great phenomenon world wide
A prophet in the past had a message to send
To this big band one day you must all bend
Crushing the scene with their energy
I'm fully cloaked by this blanket of survival
While the roach burn, thinkin' bout my rivals
I'm bout to go in
Peek over ruins, stick my head above
talk shit, he get hit
With the quickness
'Bout my business, tight circle
Ain't no hiss-hiss when I leave the game
Guarantee that they gon' miss this
Yeah, this is my confession, I'm leaving, I can't be a priest anymore, anymore
And oh my my, oh hey hey
There he goes, the man of faith
Left
with a woman
Yeah, this is my confession, I'm leaving, I can't be a priest anymore, anymore
And oh my my, oh hey hey
There he goes, the man of faith
I want to burn while the flame is burning
The riff played here by the bass and guitar sounds like
F# f e a e f f# repeated with an extra a sometimes
haters straight swinging on my sack
Flick em off one by one but they keep on creeping back
But im a lyrical ninja and this my fucking sneak attack
I'm
high
I feel the burn
When I light the pipe
I know
Nobody can replace you
So I smoke to erase you
This craving that I need
Inhaling what I breathe
Stuck
I was raised by the truth that all my heroes are dead
Ingrained in my brain all the lessons they bred
Man, the lives they were living, all the love
'cause I wanna get down
Down like a basset hound
Down to the honky tonk town
Burn this juke joint down
Make Hank proud
Get drunk
Get loud
I'm bound
don't fake mine, I do this the fair way
Snitches get stitches, blown away and left on display
Hung by the grapevine, I just kicked a chair away
Let me be
Different places, stillborn stars
Unknown faces, unmade guitars
One by one, the roads disappear
I am struggling to stay
Will this road take me higher?
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