[Singing:] Picture yourself in a nightmarish scene of such grotesque complexity that you'd kill to be dreaming. Your body's been dying, while your mind
life it aint a joke, where im from you get 13 year old boys on the side of the road snorting coke, with no guidence, so many kids dying over unprovocted
you started out that way you'd do anything to stay and keep your money boys made of silver and gold keep your pekinese turkish cigarettes and your lighter
burn my will when I go Burnt my body with my shotty, or chosin my dough So while you reminiscin all nights out with the crew Smoke a blunt for me too,
The Mister who swift enough to knock you out with Mic fitness Hands blistered from holding the mics tight Some say it's fright night Well throw the R
your way Move it to the left now you shake it to the right Cos you know we gotta keep this party Pumping through the night Check me out now yeah Yo!
they finally got me Broke my legs and shot me But I'm still laughing Cuz of what happened on the night of the axe On the night of the axe (just psycho
day Let's go out and see, darling What shines tonight And temper your dream about the dying horse With traffic, noise, and light And somewhere the soft-handed boys
a case bitch, i'll lace you and yo homey up. Cuz we the cream coming out of the crop The steam coming out of the pot And the team coming out at the top
tails that will fit my corpse I don't need a tuxedo There's no bouncer in the after world I only just left my dying bed and Your making curtains out
you'd work for a fiver For a swift one off the wrist down on the old main drag In the cold winter nights the old town it was chill But there were boys
and witness The Mister who swift enough to knock you out with Mic fitness Hands blistered from holding the mics tight Some say it's fright night Well
with a full clip you gon make them boys dump you gon make them boys slump you gon make them boys dump leave you and your man slump you gon make them boys
