city but that don't assure civility You can beat a man to death with Aesop Rock bootleg cd's (That's more fun anyway) Some cats Float, some cats don'
the boom blast boom spin, break but don't fake it That's why there's no guilt for these trife niggas bloods I spill Took what they built, flippin' their
On thin strips of emotion A fraction, seduction, attraction, Eruption of passion corrupts it Life lasting friendships involved Would love to cross the line But that's why we built
I did a terrible thing when I monkey-wrenched your circuitry. And when they finally got to me, I had built a monster worse than me, and far worse than
New ways to make money New ways to break dummies Forge they name and take money Computers ain't that smart Whatever man built could be taken apart Anything new can get old Like dudes started rockin' platinum, some
saturday I jotted some words I thought told the story of what we did and what went wrong you've heard it all before it's the same old shit so I won't
believe Not enough to disbelieve them I?ve been thinking you?ve been treating Situations seemingly unkind Stockade seems to still be working (Not exact lyrics:) Change your heart Save yourself Some
ll never let you in my head a president I call my own I'm hoping for a change of hope til I spent some time with you shameful dread doesn't float thought
s at another Marxist celebration this time with pipes instead of guns with very little dedication to anything that isn't fun it's gonna take some dedication it's gonna take some
time it didn't seem like much all the months and miles in between us and it's terrible save some place in your mind I'm getting good at time save some
Once When I was little someone pointed out to me Some constellations but the big dipper's all I could see That brontasaurus must have stood a thousand
if there's a word for you it doesn't mean anything I've got some words for you you cold called everybody they don't offer anything but you haven't sold
girl I don't know in my dreams She reminds me of alot of people She's someone that I've never seen And she's perfect 'Kay begin... ...some inaudible
[SPM] It's after midnight while I let this pen write In my cell it's just me and this dim light As my thoughts get spilled on a notebook They shot my
some more like dat in dis kinda town We need some more like dat in dis kinda town We need some more like dat in dis kinda town We need some more like
it won't be felt You wear a plaid like there' no tomorrow It spills out of the closet I think that I'll borrow Some pants or some underwear There's a
At arms length You never get hit Too much to gamble When you let someone in My true friend I?m spewing And only one more positive I just might spill some
You drag this ball and chain Across the desert plain You build a house of cards Around a loveless heart Wild country in your head Gone dead, river bed