Crooked

Shh the baby is sleeping
A blind date with CNN a click ouch
A click of beer man, that's the 10 year old
Motherfucking deep space evil
Nine milliemeter white noise television
Fucking 3am gotta wonder if the roach was
Invented in my kitchen shut the fuck up
Don't wanna hear that shit backwards
With the volume up to keep it all out we-
Na na na na we don't-

We don't like it when the
City lights start fading
When the city lights fading then
We can't get down (Okay)
We don't like it when the
City people act crooked
When the city people crooked then
We can't get down (Okay)
We don't like it when the
City pigeons break wings
When the pigeons break wings then
We can't get down (Okay)
We don't like it when the
City fire starts spreading
When the city fire's spreading then
We can't get down (Nope)

Zook up in it, crook with a cord
With a cord with a two tonne gimmick
Deep space evil nine millimetre gimme
Damn needle point in this pin cushion family
Hot dam at the NY resin
I soaked the bad air, the smoke we sold
Wild style, child’s smile like a moby cobra
Low key dozer revoked me ultra
Choked out bolts to promote the ulcer
Chug dro, bear hug wrote the folk lore
See the mangy branch off
Strange when he willow
Weep till the face go paisley
We don't wanna babble on the bad brains
Dum dum brainiac bust out, girder
Flushed out
Touched with a lush burn curdle in the dirt
Like it's bingo night at the earthworm church
Bang

Clash with the ants and termites
Ride ‘til the wheels fall off the dirt bike
Well I still hold dimes by the caseload
Hide the prescription, Miller said I’m stable
A R strike the pause
Put the flaws in a box with a- fuck off
Mallet for the media, mallet for the laws
Dragging a mallet through the
City when he walks
Subliminal is so nineties, get wit it
I'm more like bird watch then a mobster look
It goes dem’s good deeds
Stomach churning, round 2, quick
South of the sternum
What it is now, verse what it was
Beat myself till the pain came up

Dork faced boy got apocalypse charm
With a yellowy grin, metal thin, metal limb
Metal kicks kiss metal bricks, kiss metal
Meddle with this: an anti bliss missile
Close to the fire when I bare skin lie
Leave me the idiot box I’m fine
But if I gotta see
Another roller skating parrot
On Animal Planet on a needle point eye
Eye to the needle, clean set of chompers
Made me a demo tape, mingle of the mobsters
Go ahead y'all flap y'all jaws
Aes stick with it 'til their face fall off

And the evilest of nine's
Guaranteed to shoot crooked
And the evilest of nine's
Guaranteed to shoot crooked
And the evilest of nine's
Guaranteed to shoot crooked
And the evilest of nine's
Guaranteed to shoot crooked
Off your fucking mind shoot crooked

We don't like it when the
City lights start fading
When the city lights fading then
We can't get down (ok)
We don't like it when the
City people act crooked
When the city people crooked then
We can't get down (ok)
We don't like it when the
City pigeons break wings
When the pigeons break wings then
We can't get down (ok)
We don't like it when the
City fire starts spreading
When the fire's spreading then
We can't get down

I met a girl with an angel face
And two devil horns pokin' out
Maybe with her brains replaced
She said walk to the store with her, okay
Bought a carton of squares
I think I fell in love today
Now whats a pretty little thing
Like you doing walking
With a condor circle when
The city lights fade
Dead walk only to redig the graves
And make it big enough to
Fit TVs and microwaves
Oh, she didn't say shit (nup)
Smiles that could melt the
Gloss off your whip
And before I could ask her
About her high wire
Homegirl walked face first straight
Through the fire
Kill the pigs and poke the lump with a fork
If it all bleeds y’all need
To shut the oven door
Here half worm dirt in the mouth
So it's raining mud when the tongue lash out
Cool, beans, perfect, dope
Like Aes with a rafter and 6 feet of rope
Paradox spill out hate in all sections
You can get fucked when
You standing at attention

And the evilest of nine's
Guaranteed to shoot crooked
And the evilest of nine's
Guaranteed to shoot crooked
And the evilest of nine's
Guaranteed to shoot crooked
And the evilest of nine's
Guaranteed to shoot crooked
Fix the fucking antenna

We don't like it when the
City lights start fading
When the city lights fading then
We can't get down (Okay)
We don't like it when the
City people act crooked
When the city people crooked then
We can't get down (Okay)
We don't like it when the
City pigeons break wings
When the pigeons break wings then
We can't get down (Okay)
We don't like it when the
City fire starts spreading
When the fire's spreading then
We can't get down (Okay)

No doubt
He ain’t, he ain’t got a gun in no shoebox
Face to the floor drop it
Still carry the evilest nine weapons