Chase Scene

All the dirty fingers picking up finds Bruised with a motherless childish mind To be kind in the line of design Without a proper subject Got all apologies Signed up to steal Prednisone body Topic of ill for the chill and the thrill of the kill I see my woman calling 'Cause I licked a little skin Like a fear in my bed Spilt all the toxic cream of my dead To be bled or fed in the spread Of equal wrong talking Spoon me like a stereotype Rigging the race Believing in a feather Particular face With the grace for the trace to embrace The frontal feel falling I think I'm ready to go I think I'm ready to fight for the seed of my life Yeah, I'm ready to go Yeah, I'm ready to fight for the seed of my life If the caterpillar cat turns free to a whore The idea that there's a seventeenth floor to explore Like hardcore for the more And never seem to free it 'Cause I gave a little long Yeah, I gave it a shot Bought me some land And a beautiful plot With a hot who was not to be got By easy thinking thumbing Bottled up can Will eat through your life Down with the deed of killing a wife With a knife who thinks twice to the wise I think my woman's calling Yeah, I'm ready to go Yeah, I'm ready to fight For the seed of my life I think I'm ready to go I think I'm ready to fight For the seed of my life