Cellz

(альбом: Born Like This - 2009)

DOOM from the realm of Al-Qayyum. Smelly gel fume
Separating cell womb to Mele Mel, boom!
Revelations in braille, respiration, inhale
View nations fail, shaking of a snake tail
Make due, blazing swords, traze the haze, praise the Lord
Saving grace. Lace your broad, she say she bored
A crazy straw, ink and stale-dried paraffin
Candy corn crap rappers pale by comparison
A bad Samaritan averagin above average men
Rancid rants having rambling, savages scavaging
For scraps, perhaps road kill, if that
Gift of gab and he flow ill, chrome stiff hat
Known for writing lightning tight lines
Chiefin beefing being off deep ends, divine bright shines even
Dimes quiet as minds by design, mighty fine
Slight rewind, tightly bind, blind lead blind
Need minds now, that was this is then
Listening to sizzling officialtons whispering him again
Metal Face spinster playing with the dirty money
Sinister, don't know what he saying but the words be funny
Major vets spaded through the vest with a bayonet
Save your breath, gave a F, pay your debt, they forget
Make 'em sweat bullets, crime pays no benefits
Then it gets wilder with more childish degenerates

Yodel at your uncle flows, my motorcycle trunk fulls
from 2, 1 to 1, loose crumbs to chunks in bundles
Hands down, better than what your mans used to get
Standing around for where the translucent lucid spit
Missin wheel, you don't listen, you a feel head
Sitting in the kitchen, pissing, twitching, kissing steel lead
Crime pays no dental nor medical
Unless you catch retirement, county, state or federal
Ya heard like roaring waters in a seashell
If a tree fell, ya couldn't tell from 3 cell
Be real careful, they telling by the earful
Kids doing skid bids, acting out is terrible
Word is bond, fix your clothes, put a shirt on
Pants sagging back when used to meant you had a skirt on
Squirts posing as thuggers and hustlers
Al-itu closer than y'alls ball huggers and jugglers
MOTHAFUCKAS