Kings and Queens, just show us we should be (you motherfuckers)
Is my mind explicit I hang with a sinner? Hand and hand the hatchet but its nuttin familiar Nonbelievers keep walking we finally arrive smoke around the family with the red in our eyes Cold from the death holding on to the past With a pistol to the temple your lifes movin fast Devastated by the that you need to escape Right hand on the book, flip the page, your fate
the dead, on the red moon night Will cry? Well I think they just might Torturing! a frozen tear? This ain't Hell, but I'd be there web, makes it hard to move Death awaits, yet I have nothing to Twiztid souls, in my mental Murder comes, and goes no kind of blame
Power drains, as the dark light motionless, cause the chords are too tight What will ever become, of this that I hold Will the fire us, like they told Synplicity
Rain fall from the dark night sky Bodies crawl from garbage cans and alleyways You can find me there in the shadows without a Time for my people and me to come of the River, and the misunderstood, downtrodden, and forgotten but It's still all What you throw away is ours to keep, you know the children need a When they go to sleep
Your disease, quite Once I know, the object of my lust Acid rain, come on and out your tongue enough, for each and every single one Right or left, follow me Pyramids, lobotomy is ball, it's just Synplicity Kings and Queens, just show us where we be (you motherfuckers)
Power drains, as the becomes light Trapped motionless, cause the are too tight What will ever become, of book that I hold Will the fire us, like they told Synplicity
I was running with a hatchet down the block, my leg got I copped a dub at the dope spot Everybody out to get me I go, is it a sin to get your dick sucked By a (fuck no!) about the fact that I bring the dope guns, stay outta my way and don't Make me to use one Can't help the feeling, my overloads pull the trigger and unload
Power drains, as the dark becomes Trapped motionless, the chords are too tight What will become, of this book that I hold Will the fire us, like they told Synplicity
SYNPLICITY!