my fellow-traveller Forgotten past That's what I need is That's what I searching for Everything else to nowhere No return from the wasteland Forever
'm posted in the trap and my country boys comin I'm hood rich bitch, still servin two dummies I'm gettin on your nerves cause Gucci got money The charm is absurd
[Xzibit] You 'bout to hear some words, that you ain't probably heard With all of these rappers pullin triggers and flippin birds I know it sound absurd
bitch alone But now I'm stuck with naggin' A lil more grip a lil less lip Before I pack my bag on you ass and dip And a point of no return and you made
long, the river's Om Time marching on to a madman's drum Don't forget what you've learned, all you give is returned And if life seems absurd, what you
Colloquial language I'll use that's secondary And then there is slang and I would use that third And I'll say outrageous things that might sound absurd
sung about in p5 songs. this was a hint that the show was also aimed at the hip young party-goer returning home at the break of dawn, having just caught
is shining - I decay You will die by my teeth, for I am your reaper In eternal night, in eternal winter [Chorus:] Suffer and die, I'm the return of your
acclaimed wordsmith in the game I give you words spit with flames Stay to myself and let nerves mix with lames Connoisseur of Kama Sutra, do somethin' absurd
Disease, to war, to fear his own kind The human strain returning plague Drink the tainted blood from the only child The human strain returning plague
Say it as I dance Say, will you dance? Falling wonderful love She says that's enough The plane is a bird The final wish absurd To fly on the wings I
lunacy that I am facing But the erasing of the purity and passion of my words The herds of cattle babble on with talk of the absurd But I preferred To
a part of me can't let go But I'm tired of been played, so where do we go from here I expected more from you, baby, then what you could return You said
get their own when they chit chat Haven't heard yet, but you can bet, I'm not with that With that talk, with the digi walk I stalk a bird, you heard, absurd
interfere It's been too many rides It's been too many rides I just wanna slide It's been too many words It's been too many words It's getting absurd
there could be no me You 'bout to hear some words that you ain't probably heard With all of these rappers pullin' triggers and flippin' birds I know it sound absurd
me down (down down) Jump the gun, bust a cap in the ground yo yo yo word, like tendencies never return received like a big fat jerk a big seller but not absurd
