Well, I'm a voodoo Lord I'm a voodoo
Tell me ouija board, who's peaking in my again? be Peter Pan cause he's got a fuckin' evil grin The ouija board's out E V I L twin C A T F I S H Billy you again Fucking I'm coming out to play, Michael you should bow and pray Look up to the sun and blind yourself cause I'm the only one to relate To the Michael that you want to But it ain't really gonna pay off because that fucking outlaw inside you's get ya either way Now be the for the order Obviously your the sort of of warrior the border probably don't want to let through the door Cause all the is that you're poorer to the poor and overworked Bodies singing out the story can all be proud of But the sound of power showers over louder in the boring hip-hop court lobby. (Uh) I'm a freak, Rick James bitch, you can do for me I take a 9 smoke ya man and drop him off with a lighter on hookah street I'm everything you could be, make you MC read his elegy while I pull my zipper down behind a Man died here, "Yela', you can pee?" Yep! I don't care a grave owner Hater I don't care if I don't pay when I enter places, if it's a million people waiting to Fuck a VIP I to see a stage and listen to no roast Just a wave of a of from the days and I blaze this place, me in the center I'm sicker than a hick up in the with syphilis and hepatitis They sucking on a pipe like (kid of lice?) plus survivors can be identified probably better that you grab a sweater Better yet a leather jacket from a closet And get a pack of antibiotics for the psychotic hi-fi phonics that I share Cause a catfish breathing air There's not two, not a there not a they, that's another year That's another ball park all got a fake gold No Limit's tank And a golden 45 pointed at the Motherfuckers wanna play a game? Bones hit the I'm so on my own shit that I won't I'm so on my own out here I can't quit If you leaving, paint it, and grenade the gains in the ground of the shameless Hollywood Fuck bodies bang this in your You can sang with me free I got piles, flows I got miles Show I got crowds, hoes I'm not your mouth, slow leaking out, love you a beer Towels on the floor, on the floor Grounds on the floor, now you record? as a boar Why a boy look in the mirror? I say today is the day I wake up and walk outside And the entire globe turns bright purple just by popping this little here, ya dig? I'm the reincarnate of a Vietnam vet. chasing a group the jungle With a like a tumble-weed, blood shot eyes, and I'm chewing on a twig My great grand daddy fed me pepper and told me it was chocolate He must of known I need some in life, I was too big for this piece of shit town You try putting a dream a box, that box would implode Dilapidate, evaporate, desaturated with For the folks in the of the broken Volkswagen, parking the bug in the parking lot and rolling baggies Walking the festival, then profiting off the these people yearning, burning For LSD, for the lettuce head in me I give you props if you grow crops Keep your tie-die and flip if you don't stop. (Don't stop)
And at the same time I'm right here in your frame Yeah! did I say now Cause I'm a child knows, I'm a voodoo child