to call my own Inside my head, my mind is blown I love and hate you all the same time Can someone tell me what is wrong with my mind Seeing through my eyes
friends to call my own Inside my head, my mind is blown I love and hate you all the same time Can someone tell me what is wrong with my mind Seeing through my eyes
bone broken, your truculent toll Succumbing to my offensive demeanor Every bone broken enhances my soul Your twisted corpse is contorted dead rot Every bone
'd mend my television? Wouldn't people lay about without some supervision? Who'd drive the fire engines? Who'd fix my video? If there were no prisons,
When I swallowed it down It kinda pushed my wig back Fact wait, let me rub my eyes What I'm seeing right now Starting to make my pants rise Hello
Every bone broken is my only goal Sucking the marrow of your fractured femurs Every bone broken, your truculent toll Succumbling to my offensive demeanor
empty out my dustbins? Would I still get plastic bags? If there were no hospitals, and no doctors too, If I'd broken both my legs, where would I run
Now you're right up in my face You've got your nostrils to my eyes My glasses are fogging up and I think its time to size me up From my face down to
the world can be full of so many evil doer's I can hear 'em underneath me in the sewers Keep seeing shit out the corners of my eyes Steady lookin over my
long we ain't goin to sleep Beat these motherfuckin streets with heats and break beats Make my way through the door, four rounds bar man My niggaz on
d empty out my dustbins? Would I still get plastic bags? If there were no hospitals, and no doctors too, If I'd broken both my legs, where would I run
