Lyrics:
life is like a crawl to me
Catatonic face
I'm marking time randomly
Mayonnaise and Malaise to go
Dull and null and void and all my best instincts
Weight-lifting wizard
A competition for king kong.
She walks on by me,
And all the muscle got sucked down.
She's so quick.
Full electric.
Puts me on tilt
know that you'll soon go crazy just like a whittling stick
hit by the coming daylight cut up in a quick succession
a pointed confession really
hair has been removed, but I sure have
Some muscley thighs The hormones soften up my voice
Goin all the way, I've made the choice
Kick off my boots,
I'm gonna try and steal a car
Drive it off with you somewhere afar
I'll start a fire deep inside
Find a place where we can hide
And as life
Walking down the road
I feel so low, low, low
And I'm feeling like I don't know life
I don't know, know, know
There's something in my head
You're hurt by black angels optical fallacy Guilty silence general decline The truth hurts when your throw off all disguise""
Play your games with my limp joints
Idolize it's wet paper skin
Listen to the cast preach your life
And infest you with disease
Dress me up with
lets pick it up where we left off last week. Is that okay with you?
-Yea
-Anyway, I mean I really just think we were getting close so whenever you're
niggas don't be runnin up up on the B-A-D
Cuz he be packin heat, and this is D-P-G-C
Uh huh, it's off the hizzy
For real, beat by Fred Wrizzy
Makin them
Fit where you want
Take your cold feet, go and walk it off
You can laugh when you're tired
Are you with me?
Some of them fill the place with fire,
eyes have seen would horrify the strongest
Went and left a home I haven't been to in the longest
Led a life by the sword, force to fall upon it
The kites
Pl-pl-play-pl-play game
Pl-pl-play-pl-play game
Walk through Times Square, and what do ya see?
Ugliness where architecture used to be
Where we at? Right by Libra? Churches? Okay!
I used to walk 'round
That corner right on Flintwood
Pack your bag shorty with a
100 pounds of good
I
under
I can't believe I'm a two homeowner
(Finally!) Can't believe I'm a two homeowner
I've finally got a nice little drive to call my own
Off
Welcome to the chop street
Dead bodies hanging by they feet
You see this demon when I walk
You hear this evil when I speak
Mark of the beast
When I
Gasper, what the hell you doing?
Ayy
Baby, I don't wanna die tonight
I guess we'll see what happens
Had to cut my ex bitch off
I'm over
where Glocks reload
Me and my ego box we throw punches he knock me cold
Off my toes and heels, if I was on my feet I wouldn't
have chose the cheap
your envelops
With thoughts of them shuttin off
Your water and your lights
And your foods and your rights
All you got in your life
Is little dude
I find out life is sometimes
Cauterized by the words
It seems the end of our times
Of reacting to the wounds
Turn off the led
The light that
with tears that taste like salt
And it's hard to get up; too hard to pick myself up off the ground
Laughing at me, if I could
Wondering by myself, if
nothing to lose, hit the saloon
been drinking hardcore at the bar since half past noon
see this is my life, to live till i'm dead
my dream's to make it
I want to earn my way under your covers
Waste a day in the middle of summer
12th floor windows open from the ground
You could walk right out onto
Sometimes grieving
Most days vacant
58 dead in Las Vegas
We're hanging on by a thread now, baby Ain't we now, ain't we now
I must be alive
To give
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