Like brakes amended, shit intended, comes all the world so I better check my eyes, not okay, I delay, I dont give a fuck if its the right or wrong way. Pop world fills society, turns society, shit in life that makes your mind feel mighty. No tweaking, easy drinking, damn, listen up; you sweat, Ill think.
I have to walk alone amongst this s, this s thats spit, now give it to me give. He was supposed to stay a little late; youre looking at my eyes you wont get there anyway. At the entwine, did you know I go blind? Say, yell it, youll be just fine. Good, god another day, such like, no more, well just be sick.
I see it through. No, actually Im blind. I hear what you see. No, actually Im deaf. I talk. No, actually Im mute. I run from it. No, actually Im paralyzed. But I feel, yes I feel, yes I feel, yes I...feel.
Lackadaisical, most instances, listen to the rhymes will flow right from my s. Until you watch it march right into your fuckin' face. I can hear you now, black box hear me say. (Roars) to my eyes in me anyway, another time Ill give it back round, round. Another time, what is that you say, more time for the pain.
I wanted more than you had to offer. I want morestill
Living life is all. I see the burrow. Mine. (Much)