IRC-Galleria

Soon it's wintertime and piss on the streets freezes
I spend the night and listen to street preachers
Divine the sign, like kiss on the cheek -thesis
Yes, I'll be fine while you wishin' to meet Jesus
I take this rhyme and I rip it in neat pieces
It's all about me keeping the beat needless
The boys in blue are storaging you feces
Something Darwin mentions in the Origin of Species
It's a bit wheezy, I'ma carry this weight
Open a can of flies like Alice in Chains
The big Eazy and Paris In flames
Politicians playing balancing games
I tried to break off, burning they arena
Now I ride the wake of hurricane Katrina
The place about to take off, I worry they will see da
Felony and shake-off, the basic mysteneena