to move somewhere Well stick with me baby anyhow Things should start to get interesting right about now My clothes are wet, tight on my skin Not as tight as
what, from who, not me Slip and think you can sleep - after fuckin' with Juve (Outro 3x- [Juvenile]) Jack who, Take what, from who, not we Slip and think you can sleep
land The men who make the maps, yes, they call the place Cape Ann The men who do the fishing, call it Gloucester Harbor Sound But the women left behind, they
overwhelms my peace of mind I was born from demons From souls so far from peace Ask where they came from Woke with them, spoke with them They too came
flames. They must suffer no more. You yourself must be destroyed. My faithful Judas, even you cannot speak of these events. Go into seclusion, there you will offer
Thought I could fake this thing alright Thought it could somehow get me by Watching the doctors as they slide Needles into my eye Thought I could finally
that you see, I sleep beneath the golden hill You who wish to conquer pain, you must learn, learn to serve me well You strike my side by accident as
pair of kids you've ever seen They worked twelve years on a secret project They thought it was a washing machine I said, "Fellas, what are all those wings for?" They
They go to sleep alone Throw tissues in the air The fire gather 'round Her brother said to me she's not your cup of tea Oh, what a mystery at night they go to sleep
they wanted? What they bargained for? They create a problem so they can offer a solution They scare us then offer relief, and we fall on our knees in gratitude They
, spliced wit' bovine leukemia cells, Demons in Hell, they call to me I scream "What can you offer me?" they reply "technosorcery" They tell me the meek
backwards as it sinks into my thigh You said you'd cut me good And I'll have to take you at your word I trust in my abilities but I want more than they offer
you offend me, I wait you, so don't sleep I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won't eat In case you offend me, I wait you, so don't sleep I hate you
hours didn't mix, So sleep late at night most nights I didn't even sleep, That's how I got caught up, and sold a dime to the beast. They offered me a
niggas don't live long they parents out-live they kids Rest in peace to my homie they like split his wig Now who won't walk that last mile to they death
begin the network, as an emcee i run rhymes to distribute the fun time, as a lyricist i promise to heat up your brain like sunshine, as an emcee my goal
's pinned to the chest of the latest liar And if you try to speak your mind They tell you keep it to yourself You got friends in the armed forces They
control our lives The things we have to offer sometimes seem so frail. As they plan destruction and gain respectability, We offer our creativity and