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*The smog is
*The smog is
*The is coming*
*The smog is

Aw, shit here it comes through the cracks
The the crannys it hit me smack!
It's up my head - I gotta get it out
I got me a to get the shit out
out a ice-pick and picked the bitch up
Smackin' it it in my ear-fuck!
Lord oh what's happening to me?-
It's the poisonous air from the G
in my head, fucking up my brain
Driving me crazy, nuts,
Sewer, sludgy, slime I'm always bucking with all the time
he's my motherfucking enemy number 1
Trying to puncture on my life by up my lungs
The you call air, but I call it death
'cause it makes me choke and my breath
My toes begin to curl, my fingers start to
Got on my lips and my body's getting cold
Don't what to do so now I start to panic
But too late, I'm dead the smog got me fucked!

smog is coming*
*The smog is
*The smog is
*The is coming*

It's another cloudy day, it's raining, but not
raining oil out the sky I think I oughta
Make a run but I slipped on an
I can't move, I I broke my fucking neck
It's no surprise, I'm laying there
Looking up into the sky helped me about us
The clouds form a face, it must be a mirror image of the human race
And oh shit, here it comes-the deadly
I can tell by the howl of the dog
The air is calm, the streets are so
When the smog creeps out the pipes for a
neck, I'm chillin' 'cause I'm a gonner
I can see the smog creepin' around the
I lay still and hope it doesn't me
Oh shit, shit, fuck, fuck, G!
Looking up just to see his jaws
I think, I think, I think I my draws
But its ok, the left me alone
So I lay and watch the turn into stone
And come crashing down Del Ray
One landed on your homeboy Violent J
And I'm dead, crushed me in a second
So if I'm then what the fuck I'm doin' on this record?

smog is here!*
*The somg is 8 X's*

you gonna do?
When it for you?

*The smog is coming 5

~Thoughts in my of a clown ~~(in background)
in my head
Of a dead laying in his house for 3 weeks
his neighbors complain about the smell
Didn't he have anybody to he was dead?
in my head
Of a sereal killer in Iowa to kill himself
Before he actually killed else
Was that
in my head
Of an of blood
when the bombs drop and causes tidal waves
Tidal waves that the town red
dead
Thoughts in my
Of and fathers who look at me
And I can the hatred in their in eyes
And it's
And children are nothing but them in the
it
Thoughts in my
Of a woman on her porch, bald-headed
Because of a disease she from the air
The air we breathe
The air we breathe is fucked up--Its up!
in my head
Of people kill me
But you can't me
'cause if you kill me, be back to kill you
it before, do it again
Thougths in my
Of a 16 old little fucking punk
Sitting in his
a gang sign on a folder
In his Hills
Well fuck what you know love
in my head
Of people me and hate me and don't know me
I you too
So it's all good, all good
in my head
Of a society is so fucked up and so evil
That if somebody prays, get made fun of and laughed at
But it's not gonna be
They'll be
the bombs drop and the town is red

Thoughts in my of a clown (till fade)