I stand firm for our soil
Lick a rock on foil
So they juice me, seduce me
Dress me up in Stussy

Hell is round the corner where I shelter
Ism's and schisms, we're living helter skelter
If you believe or deceive, common sense says shouldn't receive
Let me take you down the corridors of my life
And when you walk, do you walk to your preference?
No need to answer till I take further evidence
I seem to need a reference to get residence
A reference to your preference to say
I'm a good neighbor, I trudge
So judge me for labor
Live version of the song
Lobotomy ensures my good behavior
The constant struggle ensures my insanity
Passing the ignorance ensures the struggle for my family
We're hungry beware of our appetite
Distant drums bring the news of a kill tonight
The kill which I share with my passengers
We take our fill, take our fill, take our fill

I stand firm for our soil
Lick a rock on foil
So they juice me, seduce me
Dress me up in Stussy
Confused by different memories
Details of Asian remedies
Conversations of what's become of enemies
My brain thinks bomb-like
So I listen he's a calm type
And as I grow, I grow collective
Before the move sit on the perspective
Mr. Quaye lay in the crevice
And watches from the precipice
Imperial passage
Heat from the sun some days slowly passes
Until then, you have to live with yourself
Until then, you have to live with yourself

I stand firm for our soil
Lick a rock on foil
So they juice me, seduce me
Dress me up in Stussy

Hell is round the corner where I shelter
Ism's and schisms, we're living helter skelter
If you believe and deceive
Common sense says shouldn't receive
Let me take you down the corridor
My brain thinks bomb-like
Bomb-like
My brain thinks bomb-like
Bomb-like, bomb-like
My brain thinks
Bomb-like
Beware of my appetite