Tekster:
Cave In Dark Driving

I know you came in the room Because everything is out of tune Dressed in a red devil's suit, You're in some manic pursuit To try and capture me fast You

go again Just spent a hundred of that brown paper bag money, all on timbs And the bad *** all on him 'Cause the cars that he drives are all foreign The

you in with me Keep the violence down not yet don't make a sound Oh, God, I'm feeling it it's reaching fever pitch My skin is caving in my heart is driving

go again Just spent a hundred of that brown paper bag money, all on timbs And the bad *** all on him 'Cause the cars that he drives are all foreign The

country's under seige Covertly startin wars, CIA, NAVY Seals Commit larcenies that be worth over mil's Oil in the earth spills Girls blow they body up, birth control pills African's pick diamonds out a dark caves

In a deep dark jungle long time ago Lived a lonesome caveman, he was a solitary soul And he spent his playtime chewing meat from bones He didn't know

Gasping for air, descending quickly down the harsh ravaged slope (you) won't look behind Fear drives you continue on, although your chest burns with pain

party goers every night had a scene This mic try to respond but still trapped like in Venus Ain't a spiff or a spoof, boy you better not goof You about to cave

The guardian of the gates I have seen the darkest one behind them The one without a name Ravaging in the woods, sleepwalking in shadows The hunger drives