Album: other songs

Homeo Apathy

scabies and gentleman
from all the way in the back of the foodstamp line
and straight outta motherfuckin' lo-cash
that crackrocksteady beat drums on
so raise your motherfuckin' pipes in the air
for the good, the bad the leftover crack

ya got yer midnight dragon yer dope and yer dust
yer skin rots away yer mind soul rust
yer solutions all splinter, but the pain is ok
'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
and growing up in NYC it never was much fun
ther fumes are like a pack a day buildings block the sun

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