Long, long, look away Long, long, long away I owe you anything I owe you anything Long, long, look away Long, long, long away I owe you anything I owe you anything
1] Yo Locked in a hospital, a dead nurse with big tits and slit Tried to administer me but I resist I'm as crocodiles out of tanks You need my DNA strands to recognize my killer traits I lost my mind, I'm haunted by the words that invented To the point, they're me glasses of Nyquil with my dinner I associate the infliction of pain pleasure Frequently insult my neighbors wearing blood stained People that never visit insist that I owe them I'm repeatedly taking and praying I don't exist Damn near wanna a party off exhilaration That I get from squeezing the life out of a body shaking I'm a happening to accident, blessed sacriment Festering blasphemist, transient arrogant Riding camelbacks under circus tents, nervous off Possessed laughs till I'm at Bernie Mac's services
2] You've got mental problems, I'm It's just mine is greater At least you have honor to live in the I put ink to paper Over 10, 000 of labor, limitless An perfectionist that plagues the souls of lyricists Hand me a scalpel I'll scribes on your face I make people run, that's why they call it the human XL campaign, don't owe you a damn Tear a turtles head off, drink out of shells like canteens I scream, I got the metal machines ready Forever holding my like I'm not objecting at a wedding Was manufactured in Heaven to be a tourist Placed specifically on Earth, quantuum leaps over other Dirty my name, the seeds of were planted That's grounds for murder, I'm stoned, you took me for it, you think I owe you something, get it in blood Rick James last words, "Chino's is a hell of a drug"
3] (Get me out of here) I just needed some to get my mind right Then it's back to these bitches yelling "Go Daddy" like the Run away cross me You won't be able to walk through house without tripping over some dead offspring I'm getting by the government Don't write my name down unless it has "Paid To The Order" in front of it Budgeted, trying to feed your family is Gas prices looking bigger than the on Adele's bathroom scale My skills internal and running I could eat a Cube and shit it out completely solved I vowed my foundation is built with and mortar peers like a tsunami tearing through a harbor Consistantly ill, but still overlook me Officially, something is fisher than mermaid I hate you with a perfect hate and less Last seven The ever from the best yet