venom and poisonous two headed toads With words uglier that your face and the lies you're telling me An implacable foe to break up the hold that you got on me
Something?s wrong and it?s not me for once, and I know you?ll call me crazy? but I hate the way you look straight through me. What have I don?t that?s
your fairytales wrong This all stops tonight Swim in your sea of smoke until your lungs lose the fight It's over This all stops tonight Or prove me wrong What
talk And somewhere there?s a disconnection You take it the wrong way so much misdirection Baby what it is, tell me what it does This is what it is, f-ck what
it sounds clever on records Secondly, God's first should never be second And if you living wrong, money can never correct it I'mma say it once, then it's
t we feel it's wounds (What about us) What about nature's worth (Oooh, oooh) It's our planet's womb (What about us) What about animals (What about it)
me Hate me You can never Break me Will me Thrill me You can never Kill me Do me Sue me Everybody Do me Kick me Strike me Don't you Black or white me
feel it's wounds (What about us) What about nature's worth (Oooh, oooh) It's our planet's womb (What about us) What about animals (What about
tell me why (What about us) What about babies (What about it) What about the days (What about us) What about all their joy (What about us) What about
hole Tales of what somebody told What do you want from me? What do you want from me? Tired of you hunting me, yeah yeah You're aiming just for me You
are sewn; it's love you'll never know The music keeps me breathing as she's smiling in the backseat (So sit around and watch me burn, watch me burn motherfucker
me. And when I'm on the road it's okay if you text me. If you can't stand it feel like I planned this girl you're dead wrong you're dead wrong. I wanna
let me and when I'm on the road it's ok if you text me. If you can't stand it feel like I planned this girl your dead wrong yeah your dead wrong I wanna
a beer What'd you say there's a buzzing in my ear Telephone numbers Getting me down Got the wrong number Telephone numbers Going through my head But the lines are dead
What a wonderful world we live in Values dead and gone A wonderful world we're killing Why did it all go wrong It's up to you - no matter who Never ever
Picture my Cheve riding low, boys watching me like the FEDs They'd rather see me dead, instead of watching me get my bread Some of my closest niggaz, wanna see me
