the needle again I wasn?t even dreaming of you the horses in the stable went crazy back then blocking your fuzzy ways too who saw him aiming at the needle
needle again I wasn?t even dreaming of you the horses in the stable went crazy back then blocking your fuzzy ways too who saw him aiming at the needle
The needing of needles, prick my skin Cold blood is boiling, start the binge Aggressive injection, the track marks run Intended supression, finale has
'll bleed, we'll die, because we couldn't pay. This Bill will make us victims--it's we who should decide. We want control of our bodies and our lives.
Shall we gather at the airport? He'd always arrive in the nick a' time A good five minutes ahead a' flight time A-lookin' like he'd been drug through a needle
enter, step in the room, four, five My overcompressed thoughts and ways make you get live You are the patient, and I, your black doctor Medical bills
but i cant feel the rain Feel the oain in my brain or am i insane Cus my body is still among the unborn So burn my body and i fire a black thorn Cus
wanted to better me just like an idiot. But I'll show everyone (sure!) here dat yerr not ready yet. I need a body bag, body back in a closed hearse.
Grando fo sho [Al Pacino, from "Scarface"] I know all that bullshit, save your breath You got nothing on me You know it, I know it I'm changing dollar bills
faceless with relevant reverant talk Evade haters, sedated with a veteran spits for loving his rocks Typical suicidal schizofrenic cults I don't know who to cut And my guns are like to needles
but it's not karate. And when I snap you take shots like, I'm like paparazzi. I'm from philly, yo my city it's a lotta bodies. They murdaa like Irv Gotti
You hear the buzzin' of the machine, the ink's locked and loaded Time to get another piece and just right before the needle hits your skin You feel a
You about to find out what the human tornado does You a bitch, you ain't even half what you say you was My shit is hard body lord, I'm a fucking legend
nasy bumping down the block Now all you junkies just rock-rock [Chorus] Shoot to kill out the coupe deville Crush the dust and the crumpled up 2 dollar bill
me now? Step step uhh Like that Gonna get set up Ooh ooh come on are you movin yet Step that all my bodies gonna get that Feelin good let's do what your body
me like an idiot. But I'll show everyone (sure!) here dat' there not Ready yet. I'll leave you body wrapped, body bagged, in a closed hearse. Leff it
