for the X, this has a lot to do with you Here's the note I never wrote, pre-occupation has paid its price But believe all of this has made me sick as
Is there anything left - Rhetoric uninspired theft It's all burning with nothingness - I'm so sick of your voices Riot - Rebellion for sale Buy it -
just freedom is only a hallucination that waits at the edge of the distant horizon and we are all strangers in global illusion wanting and needing
, the rapist, the plague Consumed by hatred and loathing Life breeds death and disease Empathy out of reach We all wash with rain of blood skies Time soils our will It
rest A contrast in view has made it clear Thoughts shared were untrue Cloned feelings of past failures Shattered dreams of you and I Awoken consumed
memory This battering sickness has surely 'Cause all I have wasted Will this erase me [Incomprehensible] [Incomprehensible] All I have wasted Will this erase me All
I can't find I will go and I'll find some way Believe in the pain with a glass in my hand The walls that surround me The sickness inside Are all that consume
it on time] [Proof in the meat] Time to consume Doesn't concern me Under a flag free Are we all completely useless? Are we?Are we? End is unknown Sick
You are to me Comforter, a name that fits so perfectly Peace that passes all understanding Comforter is who You are to me, it's who You are to me And
deconstruct me and consume me. I'm all used up, I'm out of luck I am star struck By something in your eyes that is keeping my hope alive. But I'm sick
before the poison feeding commence but if I should exhaust God's patience on *someone* better take my place nigga tell 'em it's the love that got me this far and it
he can't create all on his own He despises the fact she has a life outside of him It drives him crazy to think she's not insanely consumed with him Give
wish number three, my dick they consumed They hittin' me off orally so lovely Now those dainty ladies they took it easily Time flew by, no weed, time to leave It
all just tryin' to eat Rap's a mental narcotic, I supply the streets Look at my life, you see white coke and black roses And tears shed for passed soldiers We all
up to them rapping tunes every afternoon, I'll be home soon I see the board sometime after june. met a couple of convicts, that's way beyond sick it
A yes, yes, y'all A freak, freak, yo So fresh y'all To the beat y'all A yes, yes, y'all We don't stop dog We keep it rockin' till the panties drop, yo
It's yourz The seed and the black woman It's yourz Double L P from Wu-Tang Clan It's yourz! It's yourz! It's yourz! It's yourz! Check out my beaver,
Blame poverty parents consumer greed Lack of education but dont blame me Dont blame me Dont blame me Dont blame me Blame it on the studens religion too