! (I thought you would like it) Your head will be down in the dirt We'll end it real quick Maaaaarrrrrrrrssss wins! (See how strong you are then..) Your
meat bones upon the metal sick upon the circle down upon the carpet down upon the carpet down below the parapet waiting for your bidding pig
. You don't You don't You don't see me You don't You don't You don't see me You don't You don't You don't see me You don't You don't You don't see me
tell you this cause You better keep it with her Cause nigga if I hit her You might as well forget her [Hook:] Start with some shots then pop bottles
Get over it, get over it You say you haven't been the same since you had your little crash But you might feel better if I gave you some cash
can't with certainty say we survived Then down, and down And down, and down And down, and deeper Stoke without sound The blameless flames You endless
juice spilt from John's Lennon They took her to Elizabeth Taylor to dry clean The lone seamstress, who was schemin' on Al's Green You know they shoot
tone n they like "hey ho!" then I'm all like "hey yo..." few remain prone to spray straight shots with blood stained glocks n a face of stone to melt
ever And if shootin' is the solution then you're not that clever If you don't know shit then you still know better Human life is so precious it could never be measured Have you
of the armrest, um yes Lay a nigga down in his own mess, don't mess Playa fuck around wit the homeless, charmless You can leave out here armless, no homies Honest, you
steak You ain't even a garbage can you have faith But when it turns your way before it turns away Gotta turn that into something you gotta learn from Jay You
and unknowns. Hanging hat, banging sack, slanging with guns on. Forced to drop the folks or you gotta run home. Or you gotta run anyway after you drop
you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? Anarchy
even your own mind You get judged..you get laughed at..you get looked at wrong You get sighted for not being strong The struggle of just being you The
as wood and it hurt you to go but you knew he could no longer feel you and all of the joy in you turned to stone left you a specter of flesh and bone
the comradery Check the muck out, When metal maggots burrow in Promised Land vein division I tug my brim down over my stigmatism Lo-pro, Paxil Rose, axel
sweet peas wit' your nickel PCs; fickle CDs, miserable TV sitcom (typical!) Pathetic. Ritual. Collective slackership Beautiful establishment; you ain't established shit! I consider you