You'd look nice as a drawstring lamp Don't you worry, it's only a shower For your clothes here's a pretty flower... DIE on organic poison gas Serpent'
the rabbit hole is a candy shop of poison The sweetest thing I ever tasted... Invite me to pray, let the music glow Ignite my eyes and watch the poison flow
set it off, I've got your back, Salt You know I'm never soft, yo where's your records at? Right beside me, ready to give a scratch? Yep, like poison ivy
Breathe in right away Nothing seems to fill this place I need this every time Take your lies, get off my case Some day I will find A love that flows
are dead. And every pulse of your heartbeat is one liquid moment That flows through the veins of your being. Like a river of life flowing on since creation
the dead, so Flow easy, turn up the mic, it's time Flow easy, whenever I spit my rhyme Flow easy, the underground pound and grime Flow easy, but yours
I pull a glock or fiver murder the group by numbers I was nursed by the biggest of buildings and had the sonic volcanic cap that the butcher have attached to his dead
Let's kick it Ice Ice Baby Ice Ice Baby All right stop Collaborate and listen Ice is back with a brand new invention Something grabs a hold of me tightly Flow
, four, three, two, one My mon methtical come and get some Playin' my position, hot Nixon This one, for all the sick ones, conflict ion Poisonous darts
and blood shall flow in a neverending death dance and crows shall feast upon dead men's eyes water turns to blood and wine to poison there are no limits
Ice, Ice, baby Ice, Ice, baby All right stop, collaborate, and listen Ice is back with my brand new invention Something grabs a hold of me tightly Flow
Ice Ice Baby All right stop Collaborate and listen Ice is back with my brand new invention Something grabs a hold of me tightly Then I flow that a harpoon
by Then I slowly wiped the tears from her eyes And I told her to take it slow Girl give it time to flow And from a seed to a flower you'll grow So many
hummer You a bitch, scared to shoot like Lindsay Hunter Don't need to be a father 'cause I'm just to illmatic I'll probably poison my kids Like flowers
You're all the fucking same worthless and waiting for a saviour that was there all along you're all the same poison with perfect lives and cruel
now to finish it Dead flowers for a faceless dead A city engulfed by the smell of the death Bodies piled beneath the mist Walking dead among the living
so much time in the studio I had to move in A soldier, who his practices West Indian opia I can drink the poison from a king cobra 'Cause long after y'all are dead
The Boko concocts the powder with the poisonous Datura sprinkled upon the gateway of this victim Body racked with terrible convulsions - Mucus flowered