maybe twice, late at night we be in white tee's, me and skateboard P no Nike's just a pair of Margiella, get a broad tell her rain dance for this paper
can bet your stanking ass That I've come to smash everything in my path Fork was in the road took the pyschopath Poison ivy wouldn't have me thinking rash So hit the dance
if you must smash a glass first fill it to the hilt Plants, as far as I know are still Still bending toward the light And if we dance until the heart
is still unknown Until the clock speaks up Says it's time to go You could choose the high Or the lower road You might clinch your fist You might fork
says, "I'll let you take me You let me take this shovel, dig up the corpses Jack Kevorkian" (C'mon) Go 'back and forth in more beef that you can pack a fork
can bet your stanking ass That Ive come to smash everything in my path Fork was in the road took the psychopath Poison ivy wouldnt have me thinking rash So hit the dance
at the mouth without Chap or Blistec Here's a mothafucka, I didn't flunk diaper rash I'm verbally toxic, metal-piercing, forked, hollow point tongue Dum
to pivot like I'm a forward in the league I'm Oden with it Yet, don't owe them niggas nothing but potent lyrics But if you ain't got the dance, they
opening act a spoon bender He'll do his thing kid shook his coat and he dropped a fork Ta da! It's a concrete forest of course it is of course it is
if ya fall short, BITCH YA BODY I GOTS TO WET! I gotta have it, I gots to have it silly rabbit I'm like fork diggin' in your heart trigger smart Street
Don't need no rich bitch, to tell me which Fork to use, I paid my dues In a rat-trap building called New York Livin' off beans, greens, and pork In
Reefer from Egypt daddy we rock Magnums All big niggaz heavy on the wrist play diss niggaz Ghost story blow 'em, RZA throw the fork through 'em Me, wonder
, carve scars on yo Rhymes take off like planes from la guardia I stand solid on bedrock, called new york, You gotz beef ? I eat it with knife 'n fork
can't stop an avalanche as it races down the hill You can try to stop the seasons, girl but you know you never will And you could try to stop my dancing
crack of thunder breaks the deafening silence which once ruled the planes, the creature is unmoved by the commotion and the noise, and the blinding fork
forked tongues and lie stained lips we weigh what we have against what we can hold with forked toungues and lie stained lips we sing DEMONS DANCE WHEN
time in a low rent highrise no place to go downtown crushing crucifixion particles aching harmful descent take a shot and hide subway slam dance stale
