Smokin on a blunt in my own restaurant ppl lookin from a distance think I'm big daddy cunk Reincarnated spirit of a g beef I'll make u dinner take a
goin on inside the world Why do grown men molest little girls? Is it because the girl's breast has swelled to the size of a woman, although she's twelve
She came Lilith, a perfect myth The scarlet whore Skinned in magnificence In her defense She only slew a few of theme Born of a sacrifice, a virgins
s always written on my face There's a gypsy down on Bleecker Street I went in to see her as a kind of joke And she lit a candle for my love luck And eighteen
that would make a snake proud With a face that any painter would paint as he walked through the crowd Worshipping a god with the body of a woman well
on inside the world Why do grown men molest little girls? Is it because the girl's breast has swelled to the size of a woman, although she's twelve The
's a sheep corpse who under penumbra turned tail like a sea horse [Geechi Suede:] We got that...permanent ink, that's stainin' the paper Murderer's drink
saviours She came Lilith, a perfect myth The scarlet whore Skinned in magnificence In her defense She only slew a few of theme Born of a sacrifice, a
And the second one got dissed cause she was smokin smack But the third was a herb, you could tell that she's on some bull, cause she flipped when she
's always written on my face There's a gypsy down on Bleecker Street I went in to see her as a kind of joke And she lit a candle for my love luck And
like Huck-a-Bucks Suck my ding-a-ling like Chuck Berry, that's a scary thought As I continue on the Downlow... like Mat Cart- er, I take a moment to
a worm eating a rose, like a black butterfly Who draws the precious liquor, the essence of the real. Like a man who never cries, like a woman who never
death. Party til she's cute a young man's t-shirt reads Infinity likewise is a verb Small stones begin to rise and float on the water. What strange snake
sick contagious Gossip, snake-pits, it's filled with targets Marksmen, sharpen the ammunition Crushin', lumpin', whatever's tucked in He said she said she