Songtexte:
The Old Dead Tree Hey

: What a waste, I feel empty, Shamefaced, I am sorry. I hate myself for being here Trying to forget a pain Coming from myself. Can't I wake up, get

What a waste, I feel empty, Shamefaced, I am sorry. I hate myself for being here Trying to forget a pain Coming from myself. Can't I wake up, get up,

I see my old homey, he died in a drag Chillin with two bitches, "What up, Shaggs?" And he passed me a blunt like a tree trunk I tried to hit it, but

to focus But too old to see Hey, look, it's me What no one wants to see See what you brought this world Just what you want to see Hey, Ma Hey,

re the number one contender Lookin' cold booty, like your pussy in December Nigga stop bitchin', button up ya lip and From Method, all you gettin' is a can of ass whippin' Hey

But Edna, you're timeless to me Hemlines are shorter A beer costs a quarter But time cannot take what comes free You're like a stinky old cheese, babe

our lives They had an early grave Sacrifice has taken place For the chosen race heh (2) Which part dem gone Which part dek ... There was one they crucified Dead

good and nothingness is dead We'll run until she's out of breath, she ran until there's nothin' left She hit the end, it's just her window ledge Hey

Oh, dang I'm in trouble Everybody get out now On the double I'm dead that's it for me (Your done) I'm gonna be picked off my family tree Once mom finds