I identify with the trash and litter always stay suspicious of the lowlifes and the throat slitters, my head low scratch and scurry urban critter my flow will make you sicker like a bad chicken dinner theres people buzzing about the lovin in the air, I tell em man you gotta feel the hate before you let them know you care, my face busted up like I was laperriere that witches meet me with the thousand mile stare. Ride the orange line the fiends coming onto me the old heads roam around like they got lobotomies Im hocking loogies, just to break up the monotony I got em feelin fucked up like 1000 days of sodomy, solemnly the witches dropping like dominoes the body count increasing man I think its time to vaminos, notice rotten chicken wings, who's eating all of those? littering the ground i keep on walking or else I'm a ghost. And I hope nobody learns my name because Im tame and every walk I take's a walk of shame. Instead of mirrors use the cover of Aladdin Sane, Im drunk and tipsy watering the city with my golden rain.

I feel the rumble greasy ground make em trip and tumble, residue remains the same if it'll make em mumble. some cuties in my main lane heads looking like bubbles greasy man will telescope examine call him young hubble. On the double and those chicken heads don't know me, they don't know why I scream to imitate kevin mahoney. She's emaciated and her grip is bony, but homey Im so slick I slip out leave her drunk and lonely. lust is a must when the crust coats my clothes, I got it good i got it good cause Im a new rose, strike a pose outside the papi store with old crones Im joe blow and all these freaky killers know I'm so-so. The cities so attractive rabbit carcass, Im that greasy maggot stagger up and grab it off the road and drag it. thoughts of death as I ravage beef and pickled cabbage, soon as they spot me I vanish.