made out of bits of panther They call me anchor man, I'll hold down the ship Leave you niggas floating in water and go and drown a fish Fuck I'm fucking
to be fake There's too much on my plate And I came way too far in this game to turn and walk away And not say what I got to say What the fuck you take
Parcera Consuming impulse drown you in the depths of terror forever [Chorus] Peace sells but who's buying Who's tryin who's crying who's lying in a pool
Hell I find tranquility teaches We had to design perfect mass for our new Preacher We're going too far, nobody could reach us I'm startin' to drown and
the war was over - But it was just about to start. So wipe up saturday's nosebleed 'Cuz you'll never see the end of the war. I always loved to touch
see your friends turn their back on you dog And you ain't got nuttin left but your word and your balls And you're stressed from the calls of your new
be fake There's too much on my plate And I came way too far in this game to turn and walk away And not say what I got to say What the fuck you take me