Aoi - Left-Handed Cellmates lyrics

Yes uh Matthew. This is Jak I'd just like to say I'm stoned, I'm real high. Drinking coffee, have to sh** myself. I have the piles. I'm gonna spit yet another one man. These songs will be epic and remembered and written on nursery walls in children's halls for years. Aoi. I need 5 mil for this one Yo. Yeah it's that crystal meth lake (powder form), frozen crystal lake connection Aussie. ?? ?? USA (balloon hits) Aoi, Tripper. (Powder forms) meth lab, brick house (liquid drops) you know the deal man Yo My flow sound like razors ripping through wigs and neck veins You only rolling on me taking E's in a wheelchair wearing a neck brace Medical head-case I'm not here for the bread or to get fame If I don't give Mother Earth another fresh grave I catch crippling headaches Visions of red lakes, voices whispering head games Shells drain, castles burn to the ground Streets become red mirrors to Hell's gates Suicide before I see a cellmate I sneak into your crib over your sleeping kids and beat them so bad I broke the bed frame Shotgun barrel a belt length You sell 'caine? These punches like you got hit by the L train They'll find you waterlogged with a swelled face Keep your tongue, leave your name inscribed in a shell case I'm a beast. You're a what? I'm a beast I'm a beast, higher than Chong and Cheech Alien as a weed plant When that coin drops, the dinner bell is a green flag Dust 'em off like mint leaf from a tea bag Columbine trench coat pulling down the ski mask Fresh out of rehab Bullets coming out of cannons the size of Wee-Man You better bob and weave man these fast You'd think I was a psych patient with a Wicca basket on my lap the way I weave hands (To tell you the expression of delving into something new. That's who I am. More than the guy that wins stuff. But if you're trying something new, there is failure all the way thru.)