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you[01:31.02]And here I am, a useless man[01:46.40]I'm trolling the listings for a better job – three interviews but nothing sticks[01:52.39]'til an offer comes in
talk my shit until they knock on my door at three in the morn
Gun to the window like Malcolm if they want war
If they want war I got plenty in store
Pen
Two severed human legs that belonged to
a young man with dark skin. Shiny black leg hairs glittered in the
dim streetlight. The legs had been forced
by one of his dreadlocks
And turn his fucking lifetime into a dead clock
I do like Mr. Dahmer and dip the bones of my victims in the
Acid from
but I'm back on the soil
Got my crown tilted, my gown quilted, Tipper Cashmere
Burned the room down in a minute, built it last year
Newsflash, I
on the screen
Locks her door, with trembling hands and her hearts beating very fast
She pretends she's down there on the floor in the class
Gives herself
where it's no opportunity
Had to make some
Said it wasn't room in them
Rooms had to take some
When I got my foot in the
Door brought my day ones
A1s
RECOGNISE DAT
(real niggaz gotta recognise dat..)
I’m in da trap way past half 3 (am)
Interview at shawtys at 9
Was inda Blues from a yout wid da
joined co-workers for drinks. Get drunk, shoved down pizza or fries, go home, give my fast asleep husband a hug and wake up again. Rinse repeat.
Being in
another Chester in there that's like wants to take me down. Being with other people, like being a dad, being a husband, being a bandmate, being a friend,
feel like being an addict is a curse
There's something bout dude that
Makes bad shit worse
Theres 3 types of niggas in this world
Ya know?
So you either
deck
Trying to relieve ourselves from boredom
Two brothers starting
In their own interviews
Impersonating cartoons
Tasmanian Devil
Elmer FUD
Loony Tunes
heart by three simple vision
[The Visions:]
The first was a planet engulfed by the sea
No dry land in sight, not a mountain or tree
No rock jutted out
heart by three simple vision
[The Visions:]
The first was a planet engulfed by the sea
No dry land in sight, not a mountain or tree
No rock jutted out
missin you)
Last year ATL we almost got physical
I can't talk now read about it in the interview
(While ya'll up in D&D) I caught two and three
Well one, why do these wanna be ass suckers be on your dick
Cause being fake is in they blood,
can't stick with one click so they switch
Two, why
(true)
But if it calls for me to force my way in the door (huh)
Headhunting motherfuckers, stay on the floor (uh)
4-4, that's what I get sick with (grr)
[Chorus: x2]
Checkin' us out while tap on the door
Kickin' them down hit the floor
Innocent victims are shuttin' their door
Leavin' all drippin' in
in-stores, photo shoots, interviews
(You guys come over here!)
Check the head with the fucking reps, man
And now it's like, it's not about you and me anymore
neck, and then chews it, pointing at me, blood dripping right down her chin, cocks her head, then she does it again
(Verse 3) I left a bible in
'round these birds with a mop
Tryna stay in a genius, creative state of mind
Tryna stay sharper than straight sharks in a 'gator pond
Grate her down
missin you)
Last year ATL we almost got physical
I can't talk now read about it in the interview
(While ya'll up in D&D) I caught two and three
threw the roof
Looked at his gifts and saw it as A curse
Life's candle blew out now his Visions lost
Being in the dark he don't Know what is worse
Keeping
of the carousel
A black parade of circus freaks, and led by Mister Dark,
Scours every street for the boys to drag them down to hell
The boys have seen too much
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