So I figure I'll slow down the rhyme So they can understand I'm filled with so much anger and pain And if I drop, then I'll explode like a fuckin grenade
upon me one night when the news it had been telling me about one more war and one more fight and 'aeh' I sighed but then I thought about my friends then I
new boys, deceive your next of kin For you?re dancing where the dogs decay, defecating ecstasy You?re just an ally of the leecher Locator for the virgin King, but I
that plague me since I lost my sense of innocence A history of changes now I'm loving now I'm losing keeps me constantly in fear of hearing "I can't
Mate! I'm zonked absolutely spent I think I'm gonna give up my eyes for lent I'll use my sockets to stock stones instead And with an icy cold stare I'
on both his wrists His FINGERSTIPS were melted to the bone But I can still remember what his face looked like When I found him in an ally in the middle
(Allie Wrubel, Herb Magidson) Gone with the wind, just like a leaf that has blown away. Gone with the wind, my romance has flown away. Yesterday's kisses
fast Lost with protectors and will to survive, it's an illusion Colder and colder it gets as we walk down the line I don't wanna be a part Of that foolish game I
.- But I guess that it comes with the territory, An ominous landscape of never-ending calamity. I need you to hear, I need you to see that I have had
I felt this before My evil is thirsty for more I need a new allie to feed What can I do? I've got an idea I think I'll just become a priest Deceiving
I need a new allie to feed What can I do? I've got an idea I think I'll just become a priest Deceiving them with my belief I'll preach about what life
Peron it's an easy mistake I'm still called an admiral Yet I gave up the sea long ago (Aide #2:) More bad news from Rome; she met with the Pope She only
the wings, the wings of our angels In this new and horrific war Send the North wind to freeze Any fear in our hearts Finally allied for an angel who
that shit Nigga I ain't Will Smith, Nah, I ain't a fresh prince Nigga I'm a young king, Nigga I'm a Bun B Yup, I go hard, ask my broad Miss Stevie
time [Chorus] I`m the murderer and the victim The licence with the gun I`m a sad and bruised old lady In an ally in a slum I`m a middle aged businessman With