pestilence Marines Corps. flat (?) vest, with the guns and ammo Spittin' bars like a demon stuck inside a piano Turn a Sambo into a soldier with just
gonna be Roxie I'm gonna be a celebrity That means somebody everyone knows They're gonna recognize my eyes My hair, my teeth, my boobs, my nose From just
the library Went back to my crib, kissed matilda goodbye She started to cry, the sight brought tears to my eys The next day made my connection, check my directon My
gotta love the lie Love, life, love, god, girls and lies I can't hear through those veneers But you keep speaking with those pearly whites Love the life
the top We nearly jumped to the tower Scenes changing Nanosecond after nano We were in a time machine playing the piano Colors pouring from our heads into
be my start RICHARD T No more carrying spears MARY I'll be discovered my life won't ever be the same Billy Wilder will know my name and he'll call
the library Went back to my crib, kissed Matilda goodbye She started to cry, the sight brought tears to my eys The next day made my connection, check my directon My
buck then slit ya throat and drip blood on my ankle ??? we gone ride for this, my niggas die for this see I'm hurtin' my dogs got twenty-five for this
then slit ya throat and drip blood on my ankle ??? we gone ride for this, my niggas die for this see I'm hurtin' my dogs got twenty-five for this seizure
-Fish voice, rhythm guitar? Steve Vai guitar FZ rhythm guitar? Tommy Mars keyboards Arthur Barrow bass Chad Wackerman drums Piano people voices from
yourself have the innocence of a kid again. have it be your call to arms...make a revival out of it." i reached into my bag and pulled out my crumpled
Fish voice, rhythm guitar? Steve Vai guitar FZ rhythm guitar? Tommy Mars keyboards Arthur Barrow bass Chad Wackerman drums Piano people voices from Apostolic