Lyrics:
I can't breath, I can't eat
I hallucinate in my sleep
I get a fever whenever you're near
Oh God, it's suddenly clear
Ooh, struck down by
I can't breath, I can't eat
I hallucinate in my sleep
I get a fever whenever you're near
Oh God, it's suddenly clear
Ooh, struck down by
to break free, no, no
Now I live my vision plan, no need to hallucinate
These niggas be slipping, man, I think they gon' make me angry
If they would've
megalomaniac
Fuck you I'm fighting back
Not a goddamn plan, no future
Jus hoops and weights and skates
and tracks by future
I'm lazy the ladies think I'm crazy
for some kind of savior
And pitch all the preaching they heard from the "faithful"
Ooooh I could be moved by mesas and moons
Ooooh not by a pulpit
while I'm awake
My head in a daze
Now I start to hallucinate
Just practice up in the whip and let's hit up the fucking mall
And light up a couple
to survive
Here's to the true and daily heroes
Keeping our dreams alive
Here's to the young and old crusaders
Battling side by side
Here's to the laughing
Written by Warren Zevon, Waddy Wachtel, and Julia Mueller
1991 Zevon Music/Leadsheetland BMI
Sitting on the sofa
Suckin' a bowl of crack
Thinkin'
you sorrier than a bitch
That boy caught, then got that boy lit, I shoot him in his shit
Buy her that Benz made by Brevis, my bitch gon' have a fit
pesticides
You can get your best ghostwriters, get them all to testify
Have you ever been stung by a thousand hornets?
Five hundred killa bees, buzzin'
The expedition's all set by the secret order
To get ahold of the holy stone
The young Seekers did all the hard work
For the masters to obtain it
you love me you love with all your heart but you was faking
Ye I knew it from the start slept by myself feelings tearing me apart
I've been hurt too
I feel so lost dude
Cruising avenue's by myself
Hallucinate I do, think I saw you
I know it's not true
Can't believe that we made it here
I think
hammer if I ask
BX Masked Crusaders and native Peter Parker
Meetin Layla in Washington
Underneath the moon
Ladies and gentlemen
We got every damn thing
You’re five thousand years old
Still pretty, still bold
You sleep by the sea
You trade by the shore
Plundered and looted
Admired and saluted
the Hansel to your Gretel, you's a dame, understood?
Overstand, ho ass nigga from my hood, I'm embarrassed
By the lack of class, sat in the back of class
looking backwards as we run
Crusaders come by fat guys who sing
You'll be the one not believing anything
What do I do for you lately
What can I do for
She belong to the streets
Ain't no way out of here
Don't tell me what I need
She belong to the streets
I can tell it by the look in your face
When I
beat elitists.
Element five,
Fully sold on operation,
Jeopardized on my survival.
I will survive when sprayed by heavens liquid ammunition,
I'll
'Cause, we unite to fight
For one common cause
Is you down for the cause?
Or you down just because?
By dawns or the light
We unite and fight
This is Minister Metal Foot, treat a pedal like an earwig
And cook off by applyin' the same logic to the gearshift
Bird off prey circle, serf homes
be on the offensive
Be offended by defensive
No real offense than offensive
Get awarded with pension
Riots or peacefully protesting
Still no fuckin’
need to be more educated
Speaking of religion and education
What's the difference between taliban and crusaders
They both went to war for God's favor
I just stole your lil baby with a hundred by my side
No you can't spend the night, night, night
I looked at her wrist a hundred thousand she saw mine
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