You heard my hoarse cries by the bed of the sick You can tell where I am by the sound of the whip Every place I visit the fog of misery lies thick I
The sweet sound of patent approval Comin' down in a not quite fog The sweet sound of patent approval Comin' down in powdery sparks The sweet sound of
cause but that's just how I'm feelin and one day at a time its God willin im tryin to see straight but the fog keeps building pulse start racing the bulls
from, They know where you come from, I'm the razor at your throat, in your fever dreams, I'm the one to get your goat, nothing's what it seems, Freeze
weather, my very foe Comes very close, my frozen hand around my own fucking dream With each breath, puff and seam, the night it chills my blood stream The freeze
comet has crashed The stolen statues have lost their heads The great wall of china is melting in the rain Stacks of words are burning like Pompei The fog
the freeze There's no stations left but you know that Book ends poured into place They're set in and phrased You've sought out an island beyond The freeze
outside, inside outside Stop dat, start dat, get dat Yo, you know, going on dirty going on stank, Roll deep on these, put these Mc's on deep freeze,
for the top Y'all niggaz bout to drop like fall guys When I speak, all rise Or get trampled over in Range Rovers with fog lights Tonight's got a feel
Aw.....I'm comin' through the fog, Dressed in black Knock Yo muthafuckin' head off Bitch nigga stop playin' wit me First Verse: Spark it up make it
[Special Fan Edition track] I have come from the freezing seas From the warmth of foreign coals Through the dismal fog of insecurities To a cloud-enshrouded
wings of graveyard robbed leather To where pleasure rings deep secrets In spurts after dark..." * Under full moons waxing lyrically Death's poetry floods the soul Like the freezing
There's snow on the mountain And fog in the street Flickering candles in the room Hear the church bell ring See the children playing I feel their pure
roses Put $5 dollars worth of gas in my pride and joy Another Friday night in the life of a country boy Gonna take her out to the Tasty-Freeze then We
open soul the non-stop Unfold so he can roll and get his cross back from the pawn shop Shocked no one can see him through his money green fog And just