Shh... the baby's sleeping
A blind date with CNN
A click
Ouch
A click of beer man, that's the 10 year old
Motherfucking deep space evil nine millimeter
White noise television
Fucking 3 AM
Gotta wonder if the roach was invented in my kitchen
[...]
The evilest of nines, the ones that shoot crooked
[...]
Shut the fuck up
Don't wanna hear that shit
Backwards
With the volume up to keep it all out
We don't...
Nah nah nah nah
We...
We don't like it when the city lights start fading
When the city light's fading then we can't get down (okay)
We don't like it when the city people act crooked
When the city people crooked then we can't get down (okay)
We don't like it when the city pigeons break wings
When the pigeons break wings then we can't get down (okay)
We don't like it when the city fire starts spreading
When the city fire's spreading then we can't get down (yo)
Souped up in it, crook with a cord
Crook with a cord with a two ton gimmick
Deep space evil nine millimeter gimme
Damn needlepoint in this pincushion family
Hot damm out of N.Y.
Retina soaked in bad air, the smoke we sold
So I'll stop, child’s smile like a mopey cobra
Low key dozer revoked me ultra
Choke out folks to provoke the ulcer
Chug, dro bear hug wrote the folklore
See the mangy branch off strange when he willow
Weep till the face go paisley
We don't want a battle on the bad brains
Dumb dumb brainiac bust out, girder, flushed out
Touch with a lush burn curdle in the dirt like it's
Bingo night at the earthworm church
Bang
Clash with the ants and termites
Ride till the wheels fall off the dirt bike
Lowbrow still hold diamonds by the caseload
Hide the prescriptions, tell her that I’m stable
A.R. strike the pause
Put the flaws in a box with a bow but a boss (fuck off)
Mallet for the media, mallet for the loss
Dragging a mallet through the city when he walks
Subliminal is so nineties, get with it
I'm more like bird watch than a mobster look
[...]
[...] get to the cooks
It goes them’s good eats [...]
Stomach churning, round 2, quick
South of the sternum
What it is now, verse what it was
Beat myself till the pain came up
Dork faced boy got apocalypse charm
With a yellowy grin, metal thin, metal limb
Metal kicks kiss metal bricks, kiss metal
Metal with this an anti-bliss missile
Close to the fire when I bearskin lie
Leave me the idiot box I’m fine
But if i gotta see another roller skating parrot
On animal planet on a needle point eye
Eye to the needle, clean set of chompers
Made me a demo tape, [...] mobsters
Go ahead y'all flap y'all jaws
They stick with it till their face fall off
And the evilest of nine's guaranteed to shoot crooked
And the evilest of nine's guaranteed to shoot crooked
And the evilest of nine's guaranteed to shoot crooked
And the evilest of nine's guaranteed to shoot crooked
And the evilest of nine's
(Off your fucking mind)
(Shoot crooked)
Ah. (Yo. Check it.)
We don't like it when the city lights start fading
When the city light's fading then we can't get down (okay)
We don't like it when the city people act crooked
When the city people crooked then we can't get down (okay)
We don't like it when the city pigeons break wings
When the pigeons break wings then we can't get down (okay)
We don't like it when the city fire starts spreading
When the fire starts spreading then we can't get down
I met a girl with an angel face and two devil horns
Poking out maybe with her brains replaced
She said walk to the store with her, okay
Bought a carton of squares, I think I fell in love today
Now whats a pretty little thing like you doing working
With a condor circle when the city lights fade
Dead walk only to re-dig the graves
And make 'em big enough to fit TVs and microwaves
Ooooh she didn't say shit (nope)
Smile that could melt the gloss off your whip
And before I could ask her about a high wire,
Homegirl walked face first straight through the fire
Kill the pigs and poke the lump with a fork
If it all bleeds y’all need to shut the oven door
Here half worm, dirt in the mouth
So its raining mud when the tongue lash out
Cool (cool) beans (beans), perfect, dope (dope)
Like Aes with a rafter and 6 feet of rope
Pterydacts spill out hate in all sections
You can get fucked when you stand at attention
And the evilest of nine's guaranteed to shoot crooked
And the evilest of nine's guaranteed to shoot crooked
And the evilest of nine's guaranteed to shoot crooked
And the evilest of nine's guaranteed to shoot crooked
(Evilest)
Fix the fucking antenna!
We don't like it when the city lights start fading
When the city light's fading then we can't get down (okay)
We don't like it when the city people act crooked
When the city people crooked then we can't get down (okay)
We don't like it when the city pigeons break wings
When the pigeons break wings then we can't get down (okay)
We don't like it when the city fire starts spreading
When the fire starts spreading then we can't get down (okay)
No doubt
He ain’t, he ain’t got a gun in no shoe box
Face to the floor drop it
Still carry the evilest nine weapons
[...] at the same time. That's talent.
[...]
I think ... I think we woke the baby
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