X^2
Better the head rest away from the body than be marked
The suns setting on earth but it ain't dark
A bad dream where you die at the same part
You and your killer rely on the same spark

It's only obvious as the lobby gets
Packed fuller than a joint packed by bob marleys kids
The odd suggest were as done as steak off the grill
Headless undigested he puked up his last meal

The taste of corruption will never settle
No matter how far gone from your shuttle
Just making sure you don't write shit in my temple
the questions get harder the answer remains simply

we will remain vigil instruments of physical
It takes The love God to entertain the residuals
The world wipes it away as if it's residue
But I reside as my intrest are all of miracles

I ain't never been hip to be square. X2

Times hard. Hearts hard.
False gods and they fall far.
Boss hog I'm like oh lord
Is there no north? With they lost cause.

Tick today tock tomorrrow
Clock the sorrow and lay still on woes
When their layers are hot I'm still on froze
My ill on chill cause I'm super cold

They too compose I go for the win Tho
Instruments that break through the window
Pots of soup that means the feast is in flow
Hell is real to be theres an insult

Bastards their they go fronting out on the laughter
Whole ass out sheep heading for pasture
Mole dead in the heat should have ran faster
But he's an asshole so he stink like the rest of them

ain't never been hip to be square X2

Die Zeiten hart. Herz schwer. Falsche Götter und sie fallen weit.
Boss Hog Ich bin wie Oh Lord Gibt es keine Norden? Mit ihnen verlorene Sache. Tick Tock heute tomorrrow Clock den Kummer und lag still auf woes Als ihre Schichten sind heiß ich bin immer noch auf meine kranke gefror auf Chill Ursache Ich bin super kalt Auch sie komponieren ich um den Sieg Tho Instruments, das durch die Fenster des Pots zu brechen gehen Suppe, die das Fest ist im Fluss Hölle bedeutet, ist real zu werden theres eine Beleidigung Bastards ihr sie Fronting ausgehen auf dem Gelächter ganzen Esel heraus Schafe in Richtung Weide Mole tot in der Hitze sollte schneller haben rannte Aber er ist ein Arschloch, damit er wie die stinken Rest von ihnen

ain't never been hip to be square X2