create more horror stories
than Stephen King
bust shots at your face
and then flee the scene
your screams
don't mean a thing
mean and deranged
the demons and the flames
squeeze off that thing
in broad day
it's all in the way
you get away clean
all game
fuck the police
fuck the government
the whole thing
God dang
I'm fuckin insane
no need to explain
everything thing is everything
nothing lost is something gained
gotta know loss
to know happiness
it's a damn shame
take these chains
take these chains
take them all away
can't believe a thing
that you say
drugs are the only way
I escaped the shame
helped me
shake the pain (x2)
(verse)
I'm a mean motherfucker
like brother lynch
beat you in the face
with a monkey wrench
I won't quit
till I see you
leaking on the cement
then you'll see
what we meant
bendin corners on cops
bustin on opps
never fuckin with
the competition
if you do you'll
come up missing
you know who
finds you
some little kid fishing
our mission
hit you in the knot
with the glock
it don't stop
punch holes in you
like polka dots
call me agent double O deuce four block
agent double O deuce four block
(chorusx2)