Lyrics:
And so goes one more, away from the maze,
Away for to sit at the table
Above Babel, far from this world
While standing on the boulevard
Walk, walk
even still
The world may not wait up for you
But you know I always will
A world that seems to pass me by
What I didn't do
Where I didn't get to go
I long
light, more light, more light, more light, more light
Today we were strolling
By the reptile cage
I thinkin’ that she needs somebody
Who’s closer
split
Punk, pass the forty and the blunt and don't front
On the block, 'cause when you do front, brothers are gettin' stomped
I'm not an addict, more
I know you just want to stay as friends
I'm afraid I can't live that way no more
Used to laugh about daft things
Stayed all night for old times sake
the innocent get pistol-whipped by this pistol grip (punk)
Talkin' shit you drunk (what)
Think I won't fuck you up (punk)
We both deep, I ain't scared and I
got a technique that'll
Give twelve a hundred
Now the tables turn, to whom it may concern
I used to control more
Shooters than David Stern
With Lucifer,
worse 'Cause I can get dark
More dark than the dark moor
I can get dark like a dark night in Dartmoor
Dark like Darfur at half past four
AM, so why you
I'm by my mama side (My side)
Tears been dropping sometimes the pain can't be hide (Cant hide)
Oh that feeling Got me rapping like I'm mad (Arrhh)
I
more talkative then I might as well put the padlock back on your sarcophagus
Cause for me -
There’s nothing left to address
It’s a blessing I finally
A punk rock dream
Got Maximum Rocknroll at 14 and SLAP! magazine in the mail
Got peppered by hail no skating today
Exit Oslo
I worked the stage
of it, i just can't take no more
It's easy to let the world get you down
Look around it seems that every towns got
The mindness of profound
The haves,
in my pocket and at least a grand
Gold on my knuckle, my pistol's closed in hand
I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta from the LBC
Remotely controlled by
scrutiny
My flow dope that's heavyweight
You'll think I got some juice in me
Boy I'm geared up like machinery
I got more gas than most stars the solar system
call us names
Try to divide us
By trying to classify us
Call me many names
Tell me punk is dead
The more you try to bring us down
The stronger we will
when the perpetrators of the problem
Joke about the atrocities
What boundaries are broken?
The further I sink into the ever deepening scam
The more I
busy
Like those dizzy Lizys, who used to dance for you, you're through
I can't put it more blunt, your vocab is restricted
You're addicted,
a rapper disrespect me I smack him in his mouth
I tow him in a yoke, grab him by his throat - boom! then I knock him out
I keep heat and keep the clips in
your friends get knocked out, turbuline wind
Punk'd out, what you want, take a look at my grin
I'm a fish you can tell by the flippers and fin's
C'mon,
wreck one more, so we can hit the store
Cause it be goin down for the boy D-mo
(Big Moe)
Its that nigga, nigga named M-o-e
I represent that Southside,
status quo sucks cuz I haven't changed.
YoI'm saying that's not right.
Step back punk you ain't got no place here...
I'm the one they call
Perm so
've been, I've been workin
But sounds makin danger, and black birds chirpin
A real Damian, Omen possessed by the devil
You dig the rhythm, and I'll play
gettin' cruel
I'm 'bout out of fuel
Yeah you's a punk
Let me out this funk
I been out a month
You're rendezvous
On the block
Yeah my shot gets hot
This
old ass sing no more
You fuckin' punk pussy, you fucking faggot, sissy fuck
And by the way, a .380's a fuckin' sissy gun
If you're gonna shoot
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