makin a mountain out of a molehill Chill Or your ass'll be tooken fast Crossed in the style like Alice in the lookin glass You wanna see the Grym get
and fly with me Come on and fly with me Everybody Haunted woodlands, forbidden trails Dusts that was caves and O.K. Corrals Castle halls, underwater
s slightly used He's not really crazy Only nuts ... and bolts And rusty rings make him do The strangest things Dr. Junk the Dentist has An office full of colored glass
pass flash sirens outside his projects Where the dealers push crack to fiends There he did some soul searching now he's back redeemed Look at his album cover stained glass
me talk Extended your hand and steal my aura You know the god don't shake on shit But food, clothing and a glass of water Though we make love to Jezebels
on it, there will be no stop you cant beat me boy, i'm SUPERMAN [chorus x2] I rap too fast, makin that cash cuttin up like a piece of glass Imagine
up (up, up!) Cause we always fucked up straight drunk in the club DGAF don't give a fuck (fuck!) WE DRINK THAT! Heinekin, Bud Light, Colt 45, New Castle
know your type Maxin in the shade - I know your type Maxin in the shade - I know your type You can't even cook a hot dog or pour a glass of milk You
Bottle in hand and a mouth full of gold shot at Pop & Kims' and the shit's always cold drink it in the can and drink it in the glass we swill OLDE
that I could do later on 10 g's plus a limo for one strong song So I said, yeah, I was with it, hung up and got geared Got a magnfying glass, then I brushed
brother and me We make a mess all weekend 'Til Sunday eve Oh and I am travelling through the past Oh and I can see myself Face to face in the looking glass
Living in a castle of broken dreams All alone there was only me I was thinking I was sinking fast You came to rescue me at last Just like Rapunzel I
I see trails Only time I put it down is when I see a female Just a minor detail that'll usually pass I'll hit that ass, hit that glass packed tight with
with heineken Bottles of size like comics that fly fizz out and drop for the sky Like these two superheros {??} Jay Love and Loui Logic, the kings of the castle
head out Ja like a don=D5t de sneak detective roughly 'fore they get out I'm the type of nigga that'll serve you on a platter Like the piece of glass
Sunken are the eyes of my creation into a glass containing smelly puss Whatever sense of gratitude I may have felt It went away too soon He was
wood burning She with her honey hair Dalhousie Castle She would meet you there In the winter Butter yellow The flames you stirred Yes, you could stir I raise a glass
A bridge over troubled waters Something wicked this way comes. The scythe and the hour glass in a capsule of morphine Drag chains around the castle