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| 4:57 | 
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| 2. |
| 3:56 |
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| 3. |
| 7:39 | 
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*The smog is coming* *The smog is coming* *The smog is coming* *The smog is coming* Aw, shit here it comes creeping through the cracks The nooks the crannys it hit me smack! It's filling up my head - I gotta get it out I got me a plan to get the shit out Pulled out a ice-pick and picked the bitch up Smackin' it pushin' it in my ear-fuck! Lord oh please what's happening to me?- It's the poisonous air from the smokestacks G Seeping in my head, fucking up my brain Driving me crazy, nuts, insane Sewer, sludgy, greasy slime I'm always bucking with all the time Cuz he's my motherfucking enemy number 1 Trying to puncture on my life by filling up my lungs The shit you call air, but I call it death Cuz it makes me choke and lose my breath My toes begin to curl, my fingers start to fold Got droul on my lips and my body's getting cold Don't know what to do so now I start to panic But it's too late, I'm dead the smog got me fucked! *The smog is coming* *The smog is coming* *The smog is coming* *The smog is coming* It's another cloudy day, it's raining, but not water It's raining oil out the sky I think I oughta Make a run but I slipped on an oil-slick I can't move, I think I broke my fucking neck It's no surprise, I'm laying there paralized Looking up into the sky helped me realize about us The clouds form a Devil's face, it must be a mirror image of the human race And oh shit, here it comes-the deadly smog I can tell by the howl of the stray dog The air is calm, the streets are so still When the smog creeps out the pipes for a kill Broken neck, I'm chillin' cuz I'm a gonner I can see the smog creepin' around the corner I lay still and hope it doesn't notice me Oh shit, shit, fuck, fuck, shit G! Looking up just to see his deadly jaws I think, I think, I think I shit my draws But its ok, the smog left me alone So I lay and watch the clouds turn into stone And come crashing down over Del Ray One even landed on your homeboy Violent J And I'm dead, crushed me in a split second So if I'm dead then what the fuck I'm doin' on this record? *The smog is here!* *The somg is coming 8 X's* What you gonna do? When it comes for you? *The smog is coming 5 X's* ~Thoughts in my head of a clown ~~(in background) Thoughts in my head Of a dead body laying in his house for 3 weeks Untill his neighbors complain about the smell Didn't he have anybody to know he was dead? Thoughts in my head Of a sereal killer in Iowa decided to kill himself Before he actually killed someone else Was that good? Thoughts in my head Of an ocean of blood That when the bombs drop and causes tidal waves Tidal waves that paint the town red Everybody's dead Thoughts in my head Of mothers and fathers who look at me And I can feel the hatred in their in eyes And it's cold And children are nothing but them in the future Accept it Thoughts in my head Of a woman sitting on her porch, bald-headed Because of a disease she caught from the air The air that we breathe The air we breathe is fucked up--Its fucked up! Thoughts in my head Of people wanna kill me But you can't kill me Cuz if you kill me, I'll be back to kill you Done it before, do it again Thougths in my head Of a 16 year old little fucking punk Sitting in his classroom Drawing a gang sign on a folder In his Burmingham Hills Well fuck what you know about love Thoughts in my head Of people despise me and hate me and don't know me I hate you too So it's all good, it's all good Thoughts in my head Of a society that is so fucked up and so evil That if somebody prays, they get made fun of and laughed at But it's not gonna be funny They'll be laughing When the bombs drop and the town is red Thoughts in my head of a clown (till fade) |
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| 5:01 |
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| 5. |
| 3:51 |
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| 6. |
| 9:20 |
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