Kings and Queens, just us where we should be (you motherfuckers)
Is my explicit cause I hang with a sinner? Hand and hand with the hatchet but its familiar Nonbelievers keep till we finally arrive Black around the family with the red in our eyes chills from the death holding on to the past With a pistol to the temple cause lifes movin fast Devastated by the anger that you need to hand on the book, flip the page, choose your fate
Kiss the dead, on the red moon Will they cry? Well I think just might Torturing! What's a frozen This ain't Hell, but I'd rather be Spider web, makes it to move Death awaits, yet I have nothing to Twiztid souls, in my mental Murder comes, and with no kind of blame
Power drains, as the dark light motionless, cause the chords are too tight What will become, of this book that I hold Will the fire burn us, they told Synplicity
Rain drops fall from the night sky Bodies from garbage cans and alleyways alike You can find me there in the without a doubt 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 a pillow they go to fuckin sleep
Your disease, infectious I know, your the object of my lust Acid rain, come on and stick out your There's enough, for each and single one Right or left, follow me Pyramids, lobotomy is Crystal ball, it's Synplicity Kings and Queens, just show us where we be (you motherfuckers)
Power drains, as the dark becomes Trapped motionless, cause the are too tight What ever become, of this book that I hold Will the fire burn us, like they Synplicity
I was running with a hatchet down the block, my leg got When I a dub at the dope spot Everybody out to get me everywhere I go, is it a sin to get your 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 head overloads pull the trigger and
Power drains, as the dark becomes Trapped motionless, cause the chords are too What will become, of this book that I hold Will the burn us, like they told Synplicity
SYNPLICITY!