Let's play musical chairs one of my favorite games Especially now that you and I have traded place You walk around in shoes that don't fit for a change
Rippin' my heart was so easy, so easy, launch your assault now, take it easy. Raise your weapon, raise your weapon, one word and it's over. rippin' through
Dug. Bump. Dug dug dug, Bump. Dug dug dug, Bump. Dug dug dug duckeck. Bump. Dug dug dug, Bump. Dug dug dug, Bump. Dug dug dug, Bump. Dug dug dug
Pump the brakes, you're a red flag, red light Holdin' up for stop signs, I'll never be sloppy seconds Go ahead, take them back, your one, two, three minutes
X 4, hey Yeah, talk to 2 X 4 It don't take no more Come on, yeah, come on Come on, come on Talk to 2 X 4, talk to 2 X 4 Friction, fusion, retribution
those hundred stairs She said my Hollyberry's always welcome here And your daddy smashed up the Porsche And painted the alley with broken oxblood 2x4
I'm talkin' to myself more I'm talkin' to myself more I'm talkin' to myself more 1 by 1 Man to man Stand to stand 2 by 4 Talkin' to myself
The drumbeats go like this Yo, yo Now once again, my friend it's the reverend The first platinum status rap president And from the coast to California
walking dead on two burned feet do you have anything left to say to me? from barber chairs and baseball gloves to calling names and slaps and drugs from
One time two times three times four Hey hey hey hey Twelve angry husbands knocking on my door Hey, hey, hey, hey Accusing me of having done Something
at the special Olympics I got the rudebox of the back of a spaceship So sick I just had to take it The R.U.D.E.B.O.X. Up yer jacksy, split yer kecks Sing
If I were you id pack my bags and get the fuck out of dodge. I hope you enjoy your fifteen minutes of fame, because this is going to be fifteen minutes
I haven?t yet written the scenes that make up my movie And so I freestyle and keep myself inanimate Look in the barely breathable diorama shoe box real
[Music: Romeo, Pinnela/Lyrics: Miller] Passing through the void The darkest grand illusion Chaos is riding on the wind Destroyed in agony They create
[Music: Romeo, Pinnela, Miller, Rullo and Allen] Forever cursed by this game, he who plays with sin Incantations summoned up our creations We're players
[Music: Romeo, Pinnella, Miller/Lyrics: Allen] Today I've seen the shallow face I wear Inside this shell, a living hell endures I'm held captive by my
If I were you Id pack my bags and get the fuck out of dodge I hope you enjoy your fifteen minutes of fame Because this is going to be fifteen minutes
say But I wush that you would stop spitting when you're talking to me I'm talking to myself 1X1 Man to man Stand to stand 2X4 Talkin' to myself
