Blanket it with roses and sick tears Oooh, I was bed Before she spread lilacs on the sheets Oooh, when I was bed When I was bed
in the bed, can barely sit up Those were your last breaths, I was mistaking for hiccups Y'all don't get the picture, when your medicine is liquor I'm
chilling I know they gone criticize the hook on this song Like I give a fuck I'm just a crook on this song Bed Stuy Brooknon took on the world Shit, I
now, tomorrow's my promise Yo, yo, I never had fights in rings I just had fights for rings, ice and bling I done spent nights in bings now I realized Christ
deserved [Chorus] Late show Indian or Mexican dies Klan propaganda legitimized Hypocrite coward never fought a real fight When I see John I'm ashamed to be white Death bed Christian
the neck of a bottle Every day is a death ride when I hold the throttle To the drowning I am water For your calm I am the storm I'm the fiend who's
head to some bullshit spittin' I was probably just tryin' to shake the lice Bugs fallin' out of my head I'm wishin' I was dead While I'm crawlin' out
numbness reigns You've calculated your demise Your future racked with pain I'll take the life behind your eyes There was a time when death was distant
death. Because certain people, said I'm a radical I'm a wild man, I got a gun under every arm, if you say anything I'll shoot you. If the people find
the mortal view of the prehistorical, historical He's the all and all, you searchin' for the oracle A mission impossible, purely philosophical But you call Him on your death bed when
after death there? I got out the bed as the alarm started going off I scratch my head and then I yawned, it was the crack of dawn I'm praying and I'
I was fine, too Sorry, but I've got to go The birth was quick, but the death is slow There was so much I didn't now So much I never knew about you And
and I'm using clouds for pillows. I wanna drill holes in the sky. I'm in love with the nomad and I miss my mother badly, I was a sideways baby, always
I hate the wrong I've done I know we all fall but I feel like the only one Feels like I should be shunned, should I punish myself? I know it's dumb cause
the wind, we win when it's done Christ puttin' out thunder-raps with the nuns So I am taking no prisoners, not-a-one None, and no I'm not The One I just
people where I laid hands I was there when they created the Christ When the Romans in Judea took the Pagan's advice I hate what I'm like, hate that I'
I'm dying, I feel dizzy, I'm losing blood I see my childhood, I'm back in the arms of my mother I see my whole life, I see Christ, I see bright lights
to sleep?a?? I can't have girls over when the dorm smells like sterno When did room 56 become Dante's inferno? He likes death and destruction I like
