scabies and gentleman
from all the way in the back of the foodstamp line
that crackrocksteady beat drums on
so raise your motherfuckin' pipes in the air
and straight outta motherfuckin' lofor the good, the bad & the leftover crack yer solutions all splinter, but the pain is ok
yer skin rots away & yer mind & soul rust
ya got yer midnight dragon yer dope and yer dust
'cuz yer brain is all numb as yer body decays i feel that long black cloud, it's coming down
9th & C everything i do in life slowly takes it's toll
the bad decisions that i make seem out of my control
ther fumes are like a pack a day & buildings block the sun
and growing up in NYC it never was much fun
fuck the sun that cloud is coming down 9th & C
you never were much fun to me
you stab & tell me not to bleed
you evict the youth right out of me.
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