do the bloody mind sex with a veteran's decor And I'm crying So when I step in the stop frame I became pure BK 'Cause I grew up on the krazy kings and
dos, tres, quatro) I saw this kid walking down the street I was like "wait" (echoes) [El-P] Bumped into this kid I knew, he often would walk strange So I
that they're just stuck I'll wrap your promo truck with a nambla stencil to prove that you're fucking babies Frontin' up in a rental I knew a kid who
[Verse 1] Dear Sirs If the pavement comes alive on Flatbush Ave with toothy smiles Comprised of traffic cones and manholes become eyes And birds burst
but now I've learned to speak draconian And this is all for you, another tattered kite I feel it too this is a beautiful and tragic night All I covet
ask out loud, I'm to old and I know that I can talk like you've not heard, I know weapons, you think words I expose you to these terms, you still chose
all that I cry I'll become your servant if it's worth your time Keep me in the sky, that's all that I'll say [El-P:] I know I haven't been walking a
Full alarm system, New York with No Kings Desperate kids do dangerous shit Full alarm system, it's on where you live [El-P] My name is El-Producto, my friend I
mason who's leakin' pain to cassette If you hate lies, don't fret 'Cause I can't lie about this At least I'm honest when I tell you my mind's full of
tell you one thing that was said I get surrounded by the friendliest of strangers Who would sooner kill themselves than give a fuck if I were dead I just
You're my daddy You'll protect me I need guidance to live correctly I can't fight you Feed me ether I'm your servant You're the teacher (Yo, what the
money, I'll show you a gun, motherfucker SP'll spin the corner while you parle' with dun I clap you, I clap him, and thats rule number one Suckin my dick, and I
send me back And whenever I did wrong it was your name I cried I heard you forgave over and over again But when I found that out I became immune to my
bullshit you pulled, you gon' pay too You went bubblin blue, it's dead on the avenue I bailed you out, passed off a key to the stash house So you could
BRIDGE Girl, wetin I do you I dey try to let you know say I like you pass my Mama Girl, wetin I do you Make you go, I don't like you no more Girl, wetin
I can see is the flow I'm boutta, I'm boutta murder that shit I'm boutta, I'm boutta murder that shit I, I, I murdered that shit I, I, I murdered that
rhymin' like you're brand new Parallax, we see right through, nobody's fool Unglue, you're molecules'll send you back together I'm Leviathan, lickin'
