Crooked

Shh the baby is sleeping A blind date with CNN a click ouch A click of beer man, that's the 10 year old Motherfucking deep space evil Nine milliemeter white noise television Fucking 3am gotta wonder if the roach was Invented in my kitchen shut the fuck up Don't wanna hear that shit backwards With the volume up to keep it all out we- Na na na na we don't- We don't like it when the City lights start fading When the city lights fading then We can't get down (Okay) We don't like it when the City people act crooked When the city people crooked then We can't get down (Okay) We don't like it when the City pigeons break wings When the pigeons break wings then We can't get down (Okay) We don't like it when the City fire starts spreading When the city fire's spreading then We can't get down (Nope) Zook up in it, crook with a cord With a cord with a two tonne gimmick Deep space evil nine millimetre gimme Damn needle point in this pin cushion family Hot dam at the NY resin I soaked the bad air, the smoke we sold Wild style, child’s smile like a moby cobra Low key dozer revoked me ultra Choked out bolts to promote the ulcer Chug dro, bear hug wrote the folk lore See the mangy branch off Strange when he willow Weep till the face go paisley We don't wanna babble on the bad brains Dum dum brainiac bust out, girder Flushed out Touched with a lush burn curdle in the dirt Like it's bingo night at the earthworm church Bang Clash with the ants and termites Ride ‘til the wheels fall off the dirt bike Well I still hold dimes by the caseload Hide the prescription, Miller said I’m stable A R strike the pause Put the flaws in a box with a- fuck off Mallet for the media, mallet for the laws Dragging a mallet through the City when he walks Subliminal is so nineties, get wit it I'm more like bird watch then a mobster look It goes dem’s good deeds Stomach churning, round 2, quick South of the sternum What it is now, verse what it was Beat myself till the pain came up Dork faced boy got apocalypse charm With a yellowy grin, metal thin, metal limb Metal kicks kiss metal bricks, kiss metal Meddle with this: an anti bliss missile Close to the fire when I bare skin lie Leave me the idiot box I’m fine But if I gotta see Another roller skating parrot On Animal Planet on a needle point eye Eye to the needle, clean set of chompers Made me a demo tape, mingle of the mobsters Go ahead y'all flap y'all jaws Aes stick with it 'til their face fall off And the evilest of nine's Guaranteed to shoot crooked And the evilest of nine's Guaranteed to shoot crooked And the evilest of nine's Guaranteed to shoot crooked And the evilest of nine's Guaranteed to shoot crooked Off your fucking mind shoot crooked We don't like it when the City lights start fading When the city lights fading then We can't get down (ok) We don't like it when the City people act crooked When the city people crooked then We can't get down (ok) We don't like it when the City pigeons break wings When the pigeons break wings then We can't get down (ok) We don't like it when the City fire starts spreading When the fire's spreading then We can't get down I met a girl with an angel face And two devil horns pokin' out Maybe with her brains replaced She said walk to the store with her, okay Bought a carton of squares I think I fell in love today Now whats a pretty little thing Like you doing walking With a condor circle when The city lights fade Dead walk only to redig the graves And make it big enough to Fit TVs and microwaves Oh, she didn't say shit (nup) Smiles that could melt the Gloss off your whip And before I could ask her About her high wire Homegirl walked face first straight Through the fire Kill the pigs and poke the lump with a fork If it all bleeds y’all need To shut the oven door Here half worm dirt in the mouth So it's raining mud when the tongue lash out Cool, beans, perfect, dope Like Aes with a rafter and 6 feet of rope Paradox spill out hate in all sections You can get fucked when You standing at attention And the evilest of nine's Guaranteed to shoot crooked And the evilest of nine's Guaranteed to shoot crooked And the evilest of nine's Guaranteed to shoot crooked And the evilest of nine's Guaranteed to shoot crooked Fix the fucking antenna We don't like it when the City lights start fading When the city lights fading then We can't get down (Okay) We don't like it when the City people act crooked When the city people crooked then We can't get down (Okay) We don't like it when the City pigeons break wings When the pigeons break wings then We can't get down (Okay) We don't like it when the City fire starts spreading When the fire's spreading then We can't get down (Okay) No doubt He ain’t, he ain’t got a gun in no shoebox Face to the floor drop it Still carry the evilest nine weapons