You got a little curl. A five cent in a two dollar world. He was born restricted, he was born to ooze. . Sittin' in a seat. Cheap grin and the smelly feet.
Im on the night shift I got a hate gift. I wanna settle this thing. Im on a dark and shitty mission. Gonna deliver that sting. . When I punch the clock.
We are liars we are thieves. Scheming dildos dressed like Keef. Dealing tragedy and false beliefs. We are liars we are thieves. . We're the dark street at two am.
A deadend beat I think I've heard it before. I've been living on a shit street now I can't take it no more. It's out there gotta bang it right into my sight.