Monday, October 6, 2008

Anti-Lock Jaw

This is for the skin deeper's, the pain inflicted leechers, my body achin' creepa's. The skin peelin' reaper that scouts the night for the half sleepin' weepers. Instill a sense of dignity and swallow your pride of chivalry, you can't deny the facts, but you gotta keep it clean untracked. Stop mouthin' off in the back, that shit you talkin's daft. Smoke a pound and laugh, enjoy the sound untapped. You see what I'm sayin', don't get caught up in a trap. My trigga's be knowin', keep it at the dap. Speak what's good and leave it in the hood. When I come around, everythings misunderstood. Why? Cuz you never really knocked on my wood.

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