milk, in the glass And the snakes came out the grass They don't realize I'm not confined Nor trapped by space and time I am a rebel, an overthrower Descendant
the rest It's you, it's me, destined, disease An empty hollow past Future full of doubt A burning question still Which one to cancel out A body in a box
'm a open it Name a law and I've already broken it 'Cause I don't give a fuck about the system Willie Dennis Couldn't give a fuck about the people livin
and duck (*Down) Somebody fittin to get wigged, homey I hold your outfit a (*Hold, you, down) I seriously doubt it, my chain cost a quart a mill imagine
cop it to me, big microphone hippie Hit Poughkepsie crispy chicken verbs throw up a stone richie Chop the O, sprinkle a lil' snow inside a Optimo Swing
my socks and winter hat Her bedroom walls were pink, her lamps were dildos Huge panties as a sheet and had tampon pillows Waterbed a vagina so it's always wet A
or twisted Cause you'll be, fucked up, and twisted And shipped to ballistics, in the form of a puzzle as a result of them coppertops, stoppin up your
and run there's no way around it. Faster these days they pass by and my feelings I cannot hide. Topped off with all this doubt, trapped inside a box without a
palace A dead Kennedy in California Uber Alles I'll drink a quart of virgin blood inside a Buddha chalice I took the head off a Kennedy from the roof
duck (*Down) Somebody fittin to get wigged, homey I hold your outfit a (*Hold, you, down) I seriously doubt it, my chain cost a quart a mill imagine
run there's no way around it. Faster these days they pass by and my feelings I cannot hide. Topped off with all this doubt, trapped inside a box without a
my weed! Give me your mind and I'm a open it Name a law and I've already broken it Cause I don't give a fuck about the system Willie Dennis Couldn't
the palace A dead Kennedy in California Uber Alles I'll drink a quart of virgin blood inside a Buddha chalice I took the head off a Kennedy from the
up or twisted Cause you'll be, fucked up, and twisted And shipped to ballistics, in the form of a puzzle as a result of them coppertops, stoppin up your
And all I can say is... I miss you. Reflections in your pain It's never gonna stop Little memories I keep it in a box Keys in the lock Trapped in my