Slave man mind cave man mimes made mans whine like grapes nice waste not a nice taste bro
bout ta do
my bow tie t go die in My
coffin
Im coughing my ryhmes toxin
Knock out like boxing out dogin
Out foxing must manoover from
a coffe swivel chair wit dissmle air
a mouse in my hand my prison yeah
Sitting scared wishing were in a different year were where not
Still paying taxes like a grand
When in a old man like oh damn
Need to practice an escape plan im splinter cell im sam fisher i climb past ya
This ball of evil needs s paster
We aint aldente like some pasta
But i do leak greens like a rasta
Listen
No breathe from the lungs the govee still
want to drain your funds so they take the plundge because theu bloody ill
Bloody hell
Because death is death not so happy and you
want the tabs from me
Al bloody kill a bloody will
I dont smoke so not from me
Get the gov to pay the fee we
Thee only
Homies to pay phony amounts open accounts to live freely
We gotta win the tournament burn they vent fuck they rent let we dent they establishment
We make not a cent they invent impliment
Laws interject in the inter web in the internet
Theu inter connect inner messages
Subliminal hitting you with passages
Of satan waiting
God praying waiting
