Lyrics:
you numb to the thorns.
We live in these thorns,
Surrounded by a blood sport culture, there's no where to run.
The lies won't take away your pain,
whipper snapper, quick to slap the ass of a dame.
In the club and I ain't even ask you your name
By the bar 'n I ain't gotta ask for the change
Buckle up
Doesn't know what to do anymore
Jesus makes love to the spike
A trick for a fix and feeling so sick
Just can't seem to get right
Once he was
Heroes play Heavy Metal!
[Strophe 1:]
Coming out of darkness, powerful like a fortress.
Glorious and raw.
Wearing spikes and leather, standing proud
Doesn't know what to do anymore
Jesus makes love to the spike
A trick for a fix and feeling so sick
Just can't seem to get right
Once he was
I've got a customized hearse with razor edged fins
A fifty-seven Caddilac that's blacker than sin
It's got a four-fifty-four and spikes
Argentum chains, blind my eyes
With silver spikes, I'm crucified
Ignorant fools! upon this pyre am I to burn?
You can not win for life's to short
I'm jumpin' jack flash,
It's a gas! gas! gas!
I was raised by a toothless, bearded hag,
I was schooled with a strap right across my back,
But it's
Which unleashes the spikes
Brains leeches and mice
Right on the beaches in spice
Till she screeches with fight [aahh]
The meanest to recite reaches for
Hey this Brandon but my friends call me Spike now
I just moved out of my parents' house in Danville
to this wicked warehouse in Oakland
Anyway I
to you
Keep on running back to you
You ruined my days with spikes and jabs and...
Never pulled a punch
You're a self proclaimed protagonist
Clowns
Showdown, sie schauen zu uns auf wie Broker zum Dow Jones
Kids in Deutschland finden unsern Sound dope
Strike, Homerun, step ans Mic, Drive By
Something so destructive could be right before my eyes
Stricken by its beauty I was simply mesmerized
Couldn't think to move or run my mind was paralyzed
see him when I'm sleeping at night
What's a guardian angel when there's a
Demon inside of your thoughts?
Sponsored by success and there's people
That I
pack you just get by
You don't get away
I'm a convicted felon with this 30
I ain't finna play
Bitch you know I come to get some face
I ain't finna lay
is
When black lords was videoed ko's
I was naughty by nature getting
OPP like hey ho
1 track mind couldn't tell me nothing either
After that spike lee
fake-ass, actin'-ass
Rappin'-ass nigga
I'm a dopeman, trappin'-ass nigga
And clear that tab all by myself
Don't need no help with shit
(Don't need no help
and do they biz
In Hoff-like, environment
Goth spikes, retirement moth dust, colodipen
Shook ones, try again my philosophy lingo
My wardrobe was forged by
the fucking haters hate it
Here comes the mighty ones they call whiteys
This is cinematic but ain't
Directed by Spike Lee
It's La Coka, not 40 Acres And A Mule
birthday but
It’s my birthday tonight
Lighters in your pockets quit
Smoking the pipe
He’s pulling up again it makes
Me wanna slice his face
Spike his platе
Cure for AIDS in the West African cannister
The killing fields, cannon ball banish ya
Mach!
Sample yEAH BOY! - Flavor Flav
Fight the power, Spike Lee
bitches wanna get like me
Cah they see the neck froze and the wrist icy
Shooters with me nothin' like Spike Lee
Dej Loaf, let a nigga try me
Shawty,
everybody got a wife
Everybody got someone he likes or loves
Spike them with drugs and decorate
Their life with their blood
I’m the motherfucking trained
Pour my lyrics in your cup, it's glass warming
Roll up six dutches, yo I got a half on me
I'm like a dinosaur, spikes in my back, bony
When I get
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