Lyrics:
Civil Unrest - A bullshit detector
Civil Unrest - A hateful injection
Bridge:
They want us - Destroying ourselves
They want us - Trapped in
Brenda's baby next door to the candy lady
Same project as Candy Man where they still doing hand-in-hands
Sunday to Sunday, pastor only want one day
let it go
Breakfast, brunch and checkin' up linen made when mess it up
Mike Tyson fightin' with a lotta bitin'
Gotta lot a stripes I'm like Mike
airs when you're down on Rue Morgue Avenue
They got some hungry women there and they really make a mess outta you
Now, if you see Saint Annie, please
airs when you're down on Rue Morgue Avenue
They got some hungry women there and they really make a mess outta you
Now, if you see Saint Annie, please
when you're down on Rue Morgue Avenue
They got some hungry women there and they really make a mess out of you
Now, if you see Saint Annie, please
airs
When you're down on Rue Morgue Avenue
They got some hungry creatures there
Surely make a mess out of you
Well, if you see St annie
Please tell her,
when you're walking down on Rue Morgue Avenue
They got some ugly women there and they really make a mess out of you
Now, if you see Saint Annie,
when you're walking down on Rue Morgue Avenue
They got some ugly women there and they really make a mess out of you
Now, if you see Saint Annie,
when you're down on Rue Morgue Avenue
They got some hungry women there and they really make a mess out of you
If you see Saint Annie, please tell her
gonna lose.
Mess with me and you're gonna be bruised.
I stay single while you choose to fuck on some dudes.
I don't give a fuck; I'm never ever sending
detector test
Oh boy yeah I’m gassed
Now your boy a hot mess
Now your boy a hot mess
Run game, running laps
Run game, running laps
Ooohh ooh my in the dark
street
In middle America
Some of us live in row homes or high-rises
With bars on our windows locked down
In the projects and barrios of this nation
Some
down on rue morgue avenue
They got some hungry women there
And man, they really make a mess out of you
If you see Saint Annie
Tell her thanks a lot
I
your cantaloupe
Astral project, I astral catapult
What the fuck you laughing for?
Chain hang from my clavicle
You were inside of my admiral
Eat you
to argue for my side
I just opened up my mouth
And then I mostly cried
(Participation award, participation award)
I had a science project due
About the speed
dollar nigga
Roll a v12, big body trucks
All chromed out, and all souped up
Find me sit'in on the porch in the project blowin blunt
Waitin ta get paid
when you're down on Rue Morgue Avenue
They got some hungry women there
And they'll really make a mess out of you
Well, if you see Saint Annie please
parts
Weed n dabs only I'm done with the narcs
Rather have 5 projects then 1 nice car
Only problem is where do I park
Garage is mess and it's filled up
Aye, aye
AK Shut Em Down
We been making project after project
And I’m telling you that I’m next watch the process
She been lookin like a hot mess I
only memories
Now hear my eulogy
Piece together
Piece together visions
That stop my inhibitions
Figuring out
Figuring out the puzzle
From the mess
when you're down on Rue Morgue Avenue
They got some hungry women there
And they'll really make a mess out of you
Well, if you see Saint Annie please
Olympians like Ali when we lighting up the torches
Seen the projects turn haunted when I head the fiends scream
Too much candy man, candy man, candy man he
Give me a project bitch
Give me a hood rat chick
One that don't give a fuck
And say she took that dick
[x2]
Oh why
Swear its so good can't lie
Tell
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