mess, it'a a mess, but there are no lyrics. Don't you know it's just some noise!
Give me one good reason To why your so blind I covered your back again And your better cover mine If I turned and walked away Would you stick your knives
to mention civilians, the loss of life on both sides Pushed the limits of resilience the scent of blood in our nostrils Fuel of the fossil land of apostle
the jungle In the middle of the field, they tumble Somebody gon' crumble after the rumble Urban souljah Head it off, confident jet plane Low fuel, escort
roll in the jungle in the middle of the field we tumble somebody gon crumble mo tuhgs to rumble. repeat Hit it off capitain jet plane low fuel its
Scurrilous, widespread death Punitive, stagnant mess Rancorous killing spree Punishing massacre Eternal insanity fueling the need To randomly vanquish
Bring it I look back on a broken mess Pictures shattered with shards of glass This is what my life means to me I look back on a broken mess Pictures
back in like '86 (Jus don't, uh, uh) People was like oh you know that's popcorn and you know they weak (Jus don't, uh, uh) You know then I mess around
it internally at night interpolated He chopped it up and laid it in a session and then he played it I wrote, recorded to it, now look what we created A hot mess
look around you and tell me what you see a messed up world backwards society were all to blame everybodys out to please themselves church and state fueled
I don't go no mo' Cause they don't know how to treat you when you come through the do' Thursday night, was Plush but we moved to fuel And I be up in
What did you do, girl? You made a mess of it That part is understood But when the line blurs And where the plot thickens Who's in your room last night
we've come a long way out of the rain. Can't seem to figure out what happens after this. Why can't i? Why must you say I made a mess out of things?
It's all getting messy Seamlessly sloppy Only fit for the bin Oh, what a mess I'm in Regret can be a fuel Blisters mean renewal But all that stuff tastes
sound Something's burnin' Down in the ground Alarm lights blinking up On and off, crazy stuff Control room, leaking pool Pump the fuel, what a mess?
keepin' all the candy Who made you candy king If you don't give me some candy I will make the ladies sing Mess up the mix, mix up the mess Come on down
school, at lunch in the afternoon Candy, its good, on your way home from school Candy, at diner,at dinner, in bed! Mess up the mix, mix up the mess Come
a waste of a song, you're a simple regret I thought I knew who you were, but watch how fast I forget You wore your prettiest dress, but there's a mess
