(INTRO)-I'm wakin' up sedated, separation anxiety/ got me tryin' things, I normally wouldn't be tryin'/ (VERSE 1)-got me buyin' drinks, I formally shouldn't be supplied with/ my eye lids, are all dry from cry-in, waaaa-waa-waaa..yes ,he's been cryin'/ tryin' not 2 light this whole house on fire/ my old self's a liar, fightin' this cold, health is expire/-ing, and I'm fine- ally, at the age of retirement/ yet, surprisingly, I find myself still applying/ with all different kinds of signs that say they're hiring/ check the date on my life,its been,expiring/ this is the life I live, like I give/ a shit, if I live, or if I die/ but if...if..I die..iffff I were...were 2 die...2night....(if he were..2 die 2nite, may the lords light, guide my flight) guide...my flight....I need guidance, been a fiend ,write checks/ my ass couldn't cash, all these fast stacks couldn't last/ had fat racks, but what good is that?/ been so hood & flat, outta the black swan/ been turned off so many times ,I couldn't be turned back on/ my power tracks non/- responsive, dull...the most unresponsible / hungry ,monster bull, demonstrated being a dee- monster-uhhhh-bull/- shit, don't make me go pull this, automatics full clip/ & squeeze every bull-it, til the full clip/ has been emptied in yer whip/ til yer drip, is bull-it,..riddled/ it's no riddle that I dabble & dibble, like a rabbit who nibbles/ got a bad habit, like skittles/ (CHORUS)....you know them skittles ..baaaaabyyy...l gots 2 have it...he just can't let....old habbits go...been to battle yo...lost his battalion so..now he about a gallons flow, from jumpin...juuuump..innnn.. off the deep end ,...into a shallow flow...hang my shit..myyyyy...shit...from the gallows ohhh...from the gallows ...sooooo(VERSE 2)- If you were to ask me where I'd be..where I would be...beee..eee..eee.e/ in 5 years from now, I've grown weird & how/ is it that it's gettin' harder 4 you 2 hear me now/ open yer ears & shout, I fear the clout/ that I used to drip, jumped off of Medusa's ship/ tried knocking on wood, & used the chips/ to loosen and tie up the soochers stitch/ makin' them gruesome sticks/ into a ludicrous, useless ,stupid ,crucifix/ my noodle flips, like a cock-a-doodle kiss/ this beluga fish, got me noodle groovin' ,twist/ ruth-uh-liss, like a dude that hits/ his drug user chick, fuckin loser prick/ hope you enjoy a super pissed/ chick that refuses to lose again/ cuz she's been abused by him, loose cannon, short fuse,on whim/ liable to fly off the slim/ chance that he can't fight back, because you spiked that/ mixed drink he liked ,laugh, he mite pass/ the fuck out ,that's when you get his keys & take his truck out/ drive it away til the gas has run out/ & then let it go off a cliff, right before you jump out/ you somehow happen to see another chick's panties/ so u have to grab these, just to prove to herself/ that you weren't out,of your mind kid/ but now all you hear is silence/ ironic, the songs that represent your life's end....
FlatNasty
