Lyrics:
A horse and a flea and three blind mice
Sat on a curbstone shooting dice
The horse, he slipped
Then fell on the flea
"Whoops," said the flea
"There
master plan, there's no master race
"No ghetto, no master race.." (3X)
"Let both sides, unite, in peace.."
[MC Serch]
The creators creations are put
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
a giver and people wonder why I'm so nice
I kill my liver with these drugs but I like to roll the dice
With my life and my love
My squad some blind mice
twenty-three now but will I live to see twenty-four?
The way things is going, I don't know
Tell me why are we so blind to see
That the ones we hurt are you
leave you
If you get dismissed
Bitch
There are no sequels
From kick door fence to Christmas list
Like the smoke
Oh coincidence
Bitch
Cuz that's what we do
covered by the blood and yes he loves thugs
Cause I'm covered by the blood and yes he loves thugs
I know, I know, I know you're there for me
I'm blind, I'm
very unpleasant for the saboteur.
uh oh, I'm dancin with myself again.
it's fun with the right music.
you like to be me when other people are
Okay. Are you ready?
That ASMR rap ting yea, jheez
Hush hush
The powers that be don't really wanna see
Us talk about the truth or say what we mean
I found a curtain I could peek behind
Oh and what a sight
A mystical magical ride
You got me ten toes over the line
Said "I'll meet you for tea by 9,
Doctor Seuss and Mother Goose playing a game of tiddlywinks
Three blind mice down in Couer d'Alene buying everybody drinks
Django, Bing, Sting and Ringo
me
Are you coming with me
Solid ones only
Don’t crumble for the cake that’s phony
If I’m by myself, I could never be lonely
The youngin is so
with the taste
of a momentary lie
The fantasy twists
my veins are turning dry
but I want you by my side
I want you so
Your rare scent that nobody
[Prelude: Tonic]
Yah, you know my signature
Be the Tonic with my man Earthquake and we be the Gift
Constantly surrounded by The Movement in
representin our God damn selves
'cause how da fuck
You gona tell me how to get to where I'm goin
When you don't know where da fuck you goin
Man das da blind
I'm speakin my mind
They trip, angel dust make me bust shots
Three little pigs, blind mice why I hate cops
Head ache, migrane bring the pain on
With my
watery drip to hell
Satan come back leave my well
My favorite gun is a AR 15
I don't know what you see
When you pointing that beam
Hell is my bedroom
1-2-3-4
Rats,monkeys, mice-
teach 'em little tricks'
stay far from creativity,
and from politics
cause the multinationals need
a solid work force
don't want you to rock with nobody but me and
For my last wish I wanna know what the red
Light blinking is behind those blinds
She taped the whole thing
barbaric than Conan
They asking for work, and you say 'no man, you can't be trusted'
They walked down your street and get busted
By your so-called justice
of the good guys
Mice rolling dice just trying to relive the good times
That blood money green but in my dreams you bleed red
Trying to avoid the pressure that
I'm about my issue babe
And you can tell by my name, yeah
I'm about my issue babe
Whatever stands in my way, yeah
Ooh, la da da, da da da, la da
much
I think its time for lunch
Is this what its like when you'r in a perfect paradise
See all these sexy chicks dressed up like mice
Well if this is
expectations
I don't wanna cry
I'm a different human being then the last time
There's a quiet hidden meaning from a past time
I'm moving constantly you
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