I Behind my walls are my Cats. And behind my Cats is a Peacock singing to me of my death and yours. I said to her "In the silence of an eye, I shall
closer to the valley of the shadow of death. * Those of us who stand out against the status quo Do so against all odds. We cling so closely together
out longer in Subterranea Without the walls, comfort is freezing in my veins And caught within chemical rain My dreams have turned against me And fatally
Dear dirty London in the pouring rain I wish to God I was back in the sea again Though that belongs to the world of never will be There was never a wilder
She got the gun, got the gun again Sipping on a pipe razor backed up and smoking indochina She got the gun, got the gun again Sipping on a pipe razor backed
a tumbleweed In the belly of a rolling stone Back on the highway, yeah, yeah, yeah Back on the road again Here I am again Holiday Inn Same old four walls again
'm finna go nuts like an Almond Joy Bang my head against the wall Three times until it bleed Wicked Witch of the East, the belly of the beast See, that
where he comes in yeah him again.Claud mastered the art of body disposaling. he don't want shit but just a little snack his belly gets full and me, I
Voyage nigga One, two, three Come on Here we go again Y'all niggas know we have to give it to you Here we go again Now feel this banger while it's
And the Devil in your makes you hit a little harder So where do you draw the line and tell yourself no more is it When your back's against the wall
I was Jack Tripper Back in the days, I used to eat {?}litina{?} Back in the days, my sister had a Thumbelina Back in the days, I liked a girl named Angelina Back
Pon bed, pon floor, against wall We sex dem all till dem call mi I'm di girls dem sugar dats all Welcome di king of di dancehall Pon bed, pon floor, against wall
you test mine You won't be coming back again like sinbad's sitcom I think they wanna battle You blew up like roseanne's belly Your style's too old to
and sour Are sippin', suckin' on my sausage gave the stripper some power Limpin' every time she get lead, you come poppin' that shit Then whimper like a little puppy when your walls
was a fisherman I lay along the sea wall My body pressed against the blue of her occupation elsewhere She was busy with the other boats But I knew she'd turn her belly back
I was at the mall, sippin' on a milkshake Playin' the wall, takin' a break Admirin' the girls with the bamboo earings Baby hair and bodies built to swing
I'm an open wound I can feel it in my gut I lie face down in my excrement And try to belly up Unlike a fish I can't swim against the tide So I keep
us And blow for blow, I'm pretty sure that you heard the rumors I give tumors to niggas and comas to bitches No one's against us, roll with the riches