Tekster:
Breaking The Fourth Wall

And it seems that luck wasn't on that boy's side When the leader of the parish, caught his eye And it appears that god wasn't there that night As his

Hey there Blue collar Is this what you've worked for How you've aged Over these short years Hey there Young child You've thrown caution to the wind

And we're all in bliss But we haven't touched the narcotics And the ushers are showing us back to our seats The verdict is in and it doesn't look good

As long as theres air in my lungs as long as theres blood in my vain. I'm a slave to the mirror and a smiling face I wonder: Will you remember my name

With your body spread on the bedspread, red on the wall Red on the ceilin', red on the floor, get a new *** Met on the second, wet on the third, then she's dead on the fourth

hollow points in your brain Mo' bigger balls that RuPaul, Thug Life ain't a ball We bust that ass up against the wall (up against the wall) (?) Never

With your body spread on the bedspread, red on the wall Red on the ceilin', red on the floor, get a new *** Met on the second, wet on the third, then she's dead on the fourth

those chemical weapons to go to war with Iran This is the information that they hold back from Peter Jennings Cause Condoleeza Rice is just a new age Sally Hemmings I break

, breaks mad shit There's is no crew that can test the 1-12 crew Don't let me go suu!, killa bees comin thru Break the war with the great and it kills