Killmatic

[Verse 1]
Mean
I didn't mean to get caught up
Shit I was thought up
"Aww fuck"
She's beautiful
O noes
Bleed, gimme 20 dollars
No wifin' in the club
Tonight, Bub take a
Blank, a minute to stare
What have you drawn up; Whats in it, despair?
Poppa bear looking, madness of two
Double u, fucken had it with school
Buler, el loser imagine your cool
Dreams. Devil walks a path unbeknowst to you
& just hopes its true
Don't even know if it's you

[Hook]
I'll take you to a place where the sun don't shine
The sun don't shine, it don't shine
I'll take you to a place where the sun don't shine
The sun don't shine, it don't shine
I'll take you to a place
[Verse 2]
Thawed rusty
Cough it up, fuck me
"Wait, the fuck are they talking bout?" o'er there
Grab the shotty & blast
Put the bitch in a bodybag
You miss me?
Blame it on, Gotye's track
Fuck subs
Sus mourning eh can't wait
Case and point, pointless joint that's me
Hypocrasy (y tu) blasphemy

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Psychologist eyes
Psychic vibes; I feel my surroundings
See their fates interfere with mines
Intertwine with such centering blinds
But mines shield
Appalled me would fold, no bueno like deal
Trying to glow
At least 2 times broke; The Richter Scale
With (my) heartaches growing panes, disguised the quote
As a mind boggling guy
Sissy out partying, NA rocking his niece
'Round 2,3 guess you shouldn't speak
QB, yes could be
The wiz cereal killer
& Even when I've gone
Under ,"I still feel ya"
Yup I could still feel you
Empowerment is just juice
& I'm Harlem well lucky you
White man once told me
"A Santa lived as a devil at NASA."
I said:
"Got dam Professor X, slave master."
Everyday a disaster
Took with a half-grain of salt
Assailant to fault
Miserable perfect lives (cliche)
[Bridge]
Trying to appeal to reason rise against the Savior
Churches house demons, I'd defy them later
And sometimes angels
But only mostly sometimes
It tangles with fits of powers and monarchs
One song, one part
Change

[Outro]
I took a few good hits, lost a few good friends
Took a fall for the worse and I’d do it again
I took a few good hits, lost a few good friends
Took a fall for the worse and I’d do it again
I got sprung
I got
(Go) away go away
Loathe; probably hope and pray
Fo' appraisal
Beautiful gems Hazel
Eyes: miserably happy
So miserably happy
So miserably happy
God damn this misery has me
& I’m falling out
Strange fruit from the Poplar tree
Maple, chestnuts, willows; all too popular leaves
Blew (blue) pay homage Chi-chi-chi town
Tiffany grew roots in riding bikes around
On top
Can not handle bars
Scandalous too dark
For the hip hop scene