Lyrics:
for the toy trains lost in the snow
cry for the dead deer surrounded by crows
you call me softly down in the dark
down where the red worms circle like
The book don't end with Malachi
Devil will win employee of the month by the dozen
'Til one score and three years from the third when he doesn't
My village
locked down your house
I never figured you for squirrel bait, worm food
I never wanna take us to moon lake
A shred of nothing, nothing
House of swine
Kingdom of dirt
Feed the flies, gorging on the sewage of the Earth
Shells of men, polluted worms
Spineless
surrounded by ravens
The plague has progressed to his heart
Best that you meet him clean shaven
Cos his razor is not kept sharp
And he's wearing a wooden
or without it
I had to shake the spot cause the game got crowded
I'm devoted and quote it, I'm rowdy and bout it
A No Limit Soldier, and happy to shout it
hundred just like worm, just like worm
I make her pussy stretch like a motherfucking worm
Skydweller on my side, bitch, with Patek her concern
I keep
eaten by the worms
He failed like you always said he would
Death, it smells of rain
Daddy told me I would raise a child just like him
Now I am
only house music
And you see no ONE man ownes house
Because house music is a universal language
Spoken and understood by all
You see House is a feeling
Enough to cop six, by the house on the beach
Supply the peeps with Jeeps
Brick a piece
Capiche?
Everybody gettin' cream
No one considered a leech
Think
neschastiy i smotrit ironicheski
Fools chidren of creation damn filthy worms
My pleasure will be to torture and lacerate you
For I am the last demon.
Created
go too far
Take that worm
Grab it by the tail
Smash against the wall
Send it to the vale
When you're done
Clean up the mess
Vinegar and chlorine
They
in your drawers when you fuck been there since
You duckin' suckin' motherfuckin' cold hearted faggot
Sperm germs on your worm disintegrated maggots
(WOMAN)
Torn from our old oak
red leaves swarm the house like crows—
words torn from our throats
soar across the crowded air
claw at your back as you
could see
Exchanging knowing glances across the schoolroom
Dreamin` of a love down by the sea
Changing plans to cover up for one another
Working
shit hits the fan, I Ron Artest niggas
This how I'm living getting tatted in some house slippers
I like my bitches simple laid back relax, it's mental
get them things put on ya son
Ice Cube has got the 4-1-1
All the ol' school house fellows are crooks
So I get jealous looks
They keep thinkin'
off
While Bush old ass on t.v. playin' golf
But when you come to my house with that draft shit
I'ma shoot your funky ass bitch
A nigga'll die for
the deal
I got a hundred bricks, fourteen-five a piece
Enough to cop a six buy the house on the beach
Supply the peeps with Jeeps, brick apiece, capiche?
Oh what a shame to learn you're no longer right
Her house looked so pretty by the night
I found comfort in her's and she found it in mine
But you
under a spell
Gonna stay inside my house
Cause I'm not going out tonight
You can't break me out of my shell
But you can break me by not caring
I'd rather
and the tongues of men
Wasn't any difference to me
Chilly wind sharp as a razor blade
House on fire, debts unpaid
Gonna stand at the window, gonna ask the maid
pimp
The women fight for my delight
But I'm the grandmaster with the three emcees
That shock the house for the young ladies
And when you come inside,
May the worms and decay be our common fate
Yesterday was time to dance footloose upon the earth
Now you can't refuse to give up all things of worth
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