Spread Eagle Cross The Block

I fuck the music

I make it cum

I fuck the music with my serpent tongue

Wanna beer, have no fear, comes and goes, man its here

No one knows, feels so weird, when it blows through my

bones

I got a jones for it

I wanna know more, cuz its bout what I got to show for

it

I want some more of it

I want too much

I got so bored with it

I shot it up

Wanna light my torch with it and get all fucked up

What is it, where is it

How will it affect me

Fuck that shit, I need that shits bound to be the death

of me

Fuck buying it I'm taking it, and sharing it with

nobody

Cuz all I really need is some cool shit to mob

Like driving down the street to the beat of a blow job

I own that shit

On some throw back shit

You already know that shit

You even know 'bout how I know the man

Who grows that, bitch …

You can't buy it with your money

You can't find it overseas

Its one of those things that seems outlandish

Til you have it's not a dream

As for me, I'm cool with it

And that's alright cuz it's my thing.

Work that angle til its beveled

Curve of the blade doubled

Edge made to bleed the struggle

Best believe the game's a hustle.

Observer of the strange occurrences

Conjurer of the subtle

Unseen but felt disturbances

That burst a bitches bubble

That’s right it's all mine

It’s all mine never was yours

Like how you wait in line

While I walk straight through the door

(straight through the...)

Hear you say something

But ain't nothing – spectators ignored

Pay no mind to that chump's

Just a player hatin whore

I fuck the music

I make it cum

I fuck the music with my serpent tongue

Ain’t no fun if the aliens can't have none

How I fuck it dirty

How I make it twitch and scream

How it screams oh baby hurt me

Work me to the bone oh please

How I bend the rhythm over

And hit, hit, hit it on my knees

Give, give, give it up

I need it all the time

Bleed it on the drop of a dime – down to pound it til

it shines

Moonlit lake of blood red wine

Make no mistake, I makes it mine

Break shit down and make it grind

To the groove used to align

The cascading shades of jaded blues with these rhymes

Nuclear steeze creeps and winds

Through secrets behind and between

Every time I scream

Shit is mine

Its all mine

All the time

Shit is mine

What is it, where is it, how will it affect me

Fuck that shit I need that shit

Thought you knew, thought you thought

Thought you did but did not

Come on through what you got

Is it cool is it hot?

Check one two, man don't stop

I'm not through black blood clot

In my view like that twat

Spread eagle cross the block

Need no ego to rock

What we know just gets dropped

How we keep shit on lock

Cuz all I really need is some cool shit to mod

Like driving down the street to the beat of a blow job

Shit is mine

Its all mine

All the time

Shit is mine