Nine to five wage slave, march to the calling of your own grave. Sold back your paycheck, all part of the human wreck. Never fall out of line. Succumb
mirror cries, "Hey, Prince, you need a shave." Now if you can manage to get your trembling fingers to behave, why don't you try unwrapping a stainless steel razor
week I must have my cars homes & phones Squeaked for bugs, But this is what I was dreamin of, Between cutting hard coke with new razors Slicing my fingers
Now the funeral grounds are at last awash With the blackness of this frigid autumn night I've lurked into the graveyard with pick and spade in tow This
mirror cries "Hey, Prince, you need a shave" Now, if you can manage to get Your trembling fingers to behave Why don't you try unwrapping A stainless steel razor
, every week I must have my cars, homes and phones squeaked for bugs But this is what I was dreamin? of Between cuttin? hard coke with new razors slicin? my fingers
Sprayed with raid mixed with prism mixed with blades butchery sadism I rip your gap when I twist my wrists 1 finger, 2 finger, 3 fingers, 4 fingers
Now the funeral grounds Are at last awash With the blackness Of this frigid autumn night I've lurked into the graveyard With pick and spade in tow This
ism Sprayed with raid mixed with pissim mixed blades butchery sadism I rip your gat, when I twist my wrists 1 finger, 2 finger, 3 fingers, 4 fingers fuck
pump and the .45th Confident that we handle funk like muthafuckin' g's So all you bitches and snitches get ditches when my trigger finger itches It's
: Now the funeral grounds Are at last awash With the blackness Of this frigid autumn night I've lurked into the graveyard With pick and spade in tow
