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(Verse) Welcome to the garden that hates you and James London Where weed trees grow around the things that leave the poet By AKs and blood path you think are full of garbage Guess the game of weapon are attained like Osama’s Who, by the way, is still alive, and stays to say hello And told me to tell you that he’s just laying low Then disclose the TV paid to take the blame For what happened to the towers, so America could take control. I’m making fine smush, but this ain’t rock and roll, Just a snipp out of the crazyness of the life I know Inside it grind me slow, blow your mind out of hole You fly back to return to its rightful home I’m like a lot whole of lyrics but much more in the spirit I’m trying to come out with spell and take control Of every single area code across the globe For every fairy tower tell it straight and bold Is something like the common cold, No one’s find a cure for me, so I just hang around until it’s time to go And come back when I decide to, And play personas for viruses, like bird flu and swine flu. Or what happens in line is next that been designed to Kill it slowly with a knife, is human zu It’s jay lordan with a shade in alley way Don’t ask me who I am, who the fuck are you, fucking rude? All my boss in life move in synchracy Letras de cancionesThink of me is like a marry card game to me By virgin all the pussy hoes You think that I mistake to ‘em, Instinct to be inside my teeth. In the down next, take a rain check, Instead of blazing you I probably roll the place to bless Barber spraying to the damn date the game starts Make sense, won’t stop until I’m dead, That’s why I move into great extence, Bring me back to life in fifty thousand years And I reign on whoever recognize. Then came back with a diet coke jacking eyes See words to me is worst through the devil’s eyes I never went to it lost a part and made me jealous Throw my hands up, I admit That I want my hands to be, cause I feel like a man cuff But now I broke free, I’m never leaving bankrupt Rappers think that that stiff rather that who is this Just know I go hard, lapoon start, you know this is New mandoon into a fool and know what this is Until you hide unlike the moonlight and is the cuntoshionist I see men collecting metals, I think we need to pause a bit Cause I ain’t hating for the day that I start making some stuff Probably like and old friend And first veil upon myself from all the bullshits Anyways, I never stray away from real, All I can do, I guess, is demonstrate the way I feel The way I speak, the way I move, the way I breathe, the way I am So real life got me chasing and that kept me still I lost with diabetes, time to meet my tombstone in fucking wheel Listen, sometimes’ hard to get signed, but that’s irrelevant, I try to make, but I never had a lucky deal So you breads can climb my money kill Cause tv is on the run for money still And in my hands they’re on the blodd they want it too I’m own team, you know me, Running through the whole scene, screaming dang it I’m a zin With your whippers snappers drapping on it still What the fuck is with that man chapper that you killed Crackers smacking everywhere, just like the weed and pills My backyard is too rough for tench marsh. Fuck all the little pricks who keep saying my name You’ll never be as ill. From Letras Mania