Why would a parasite kill the host? And why will all that is life decompose? Let striving cease Let my vicious circles be complete Human nature, self
frame Right before my eyes, here's how two worlds collide The missing link in a chained event The signs I missed and now I'm finished Emotions mass mudslide
Unfolding, revealing brand-new Defined, arise, the butterfly dies Something outside me just has to come in Can purity and innocence ever truly be a sin
Crumbling at the very core of my being Dropped on my spine and now I find My spine is made of glass Wax veined, moth to the flame Bones grind, dropped
the slaves that died Suburbanality Suburbanality This is what you stand for A culture built on lies In which I won't get swept along Is this all there
Dark satanic mills I see The hills of life's Calvary Jerusalem's not here Here's my plan B Still finding your way in the maze Killing yourself for a
Cross hairs lie, shooting blind Catastrophe, it's a blast for me Temple wall, house of straw Terminal disease, here's my release Soundtrack for the
Stuck pig bleeding caged in shit Drained of life suffocated Carbon throat monoxide choked Monoxide choked, monoxide choked We're all fed on deaf ears
A grieving voice seductive words To your hallowed home my tears would burn Raise you up my light of life And open wide, baptise my sight Open wide to
O.C., we runnin this rap shit Memphis Bleek, we runnin this rap shit B. Mac, we runnin this rap shit Freeway, we run this rap shit O & Sparks, we runnin this
this Report your homies for domestic violence For beatin your bitch ass up and down the block Dash, David Gash, I'ma tap that ass [O Dawg from Menace II
King Ling sling, the rap Menace II Society You actually have to step over mountain Fork it with this babble abuse of New York's, an Apple Come bite of this
this Report your homies for domestic violence For beatin your bitch ass up and down the block Dash, david gash, i'ma tap that ass [o dawg from menace ii
any other dream where is that straight line that i can hold up to the light and say NO! this is not right this does not stand up in the light II. One
skull of my grandfather, and the skull of my great grandfather, whom I never knew. And so on this line unto the alpha and omega point at infinity. With my eye - this fire, this
, we runnin' this rap shit Memphis Bleek, we runnin' this rap shit B. Mac, we runnin' this rap shit Freeway, we run this rap shit O and Sparks, we runnin' this
an October rain tricjle on my face, I think of this langorous smile again, more precious than your nudity, this carnal smile, ecstatic, that projects
