Lyrics:
the garden of Eden
Eve was corrupted body combusted from the flames
Cleveland ain't give me nothin' but game
Goin' insane and It's rainin' bloody murder,
scenario, they play the victim
Start screamin loud like a stereo, carry on wit the system
It's wicked it's so dirty, by the time that you thirty
Need a job
Let me start by saying
This won’t be your typical shit
Bunch of bars about money
And the bitches I hit
Foreign cars and drug talk
Bout flipping
Doc
And his strange op
Not that bad
For tigers and cubs
Poor, the burned crocs
Bore the new blocks
Built by corrupted fucks
Like Peta
Extremists hidden
the devil tried to recruit my soul
Tried to get me thinking I'm useless and life ain't plentiful
Tried to put my brain in a box by making me go to school
demanded all kinda things
Corrupted buy the light, she could only see the green
Wanted kids so I can be there by any means
Let her tell it we were
corrupted her
My people are the sufferers so I’m running for governor of
V.O.C.P.T
Whoopti whoop nigga whaaat
V.O.C.P.T
The voice of the Cape listen up
friends tell their
Friends who you've got
There must be something about you
Why would you need
To be corrupted by somebody like me?
But I will never be
corrupted, I use a disguise inside they eyes
See the day, 7/4, meaning jungle of the lies
Samurai sci-fi, Shanghai to C.I.
Rabbis in God fill my pock' with
All of the unspoken, outside of reach
Curtain closed and we continue on
Horizon light, grows by night, the dreams that never sleep
Busy in the wanton
To Compare,
To the pain of the kids who made the Clothes That I Wear?
Factory suicides prevented by Tying Nets On -
For kids workin 20 cents an hour in
of Bacardi Don Simon or Paraga
Haba
I'll be there by sunset
Yes oh
Coming through in a drop head
Uhn I'm tried and trusted
Omo it's done and dusted
Uhn I heard
on this road and we can't stop working
I'm from
The Avenue
Where I'll be walking by solo
Stop and chunk a deuce at a cholo
Yeah I'm from
The Avenue
Where
Amputees feel unlucky until they
See the vegetables a toast to the dead
For those who are forgotten
Written out of history by
The corrupted and rotten
Black
to talking
Like I just said too much (uhm)
Can we slow it down and take it back
Cause I just miss the rush (hey)
Maybe I wish too much
Corrupted by your touch
of orphaned limbs
Shudders and squirms
Cold gray rotten flesh
Builds a shaky and pallid foundation
Corrupted arms produce a face
Lifted high in exaltation
Thugs! We should clean you up
By high pressure cleaner
The day the people will wake up
You will pay for your actions (Thugs)
We feel like voting
Is
I never wanted to be
Another gear in that corrupted world’s machine
All my life felt like a dream
I was never who I really wanted me to be
But then
privacy just got shown and you had to suffer alone
Your childhood was what you tried to hide but now that you're grown
Your life has been corrupted
The tower of garbage hides a maiden so fair
And you, ravenous students, are corrupted by knowledge
In this village of idiots where
The devil's seven
erred
For what we built was a lie
Corrupted by its very nature and design
A shining symbol of our flaws and failures
A monument to compromise
All
I'm putting on a ski mask
Ready to the take the heads
Of all the tyrants
All the sellouts and corrupted feds
I got no fear up in my eyes
I'm not
beings?
They knew about the dangers but were corrupted by "go fever"
Like a bride who's not in love but really really really really wants a wedding
I
Oh hey wassup if you ain't know by now I'm L.C
The L stands for Living life the C is for Can't stop me
I feel the need to take this to top speeds
I
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