Evil Nine - Crooked lyrics

Shh... the baby's sleeping A blind date with CNN A click Ouch A click of beer man, that's the 10 year old Motherf**ing deep space evil nine millimeter White noise television f**ing 3 AM Gotta wonder if the roach was invented in my kitchen [...] The evilest of nines, the ones that shoot crooked [...] Shut the f** up Don't wanna hear that sh** Backwards With the volume up to keep it all out We don't... Nah nah nah nah We... We don't like it when the city lights start fading When the city light's 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 (yo) Souped up in it, crook with a cord Crook with a cord with a two ton gimmick Deep space evil nine millimeter gimme Damn needlepoint in this pincushion family Hot damm out of N.Y. Retina soaked in bad air, the smoke we sold So I'll stop, child's smile like a mopey cobra Low key dozer revoked me ultra Choke out folks to provoke the ulcer Chug, dro bear hug wrote the folklore See the mangy branch off strange when he willow Weep till the face go paisley We don't want a battle on the bad brains Dumb dumb brainiac bust out, girder, flushed out Touch 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 till the wheels fall off the dirt bike Lowbrow still hold diamonds by the caseload Hide the prescriptions, tell her that I'm stable A.R. strike the pause Put the flaws in a box with a bow but a boss (f** off) Mallet for the media, mallet for the loss Dragging a mallet through the city when he walks Subliminal is so nineties, get with it I'm more like bird watch than a mobster look [...] [...] get to the cooks It goes them's good eats [...] 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 Metal with this an anti-bliss missile Close to the fire when I bearskin 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, [...] mobsters Go ahead y'all flap y'all jaws They stick with it till 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 And the evilest of nine's (Off your f**ing mind) (Shoot crooked) Ah. (Yo. Check it.) We don't like it when the city lights start fading When the city light's 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 starts spreading then we can't get down I met a girl with an angel face and two devil horns Poking 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 working With a condor circle when the city lights fade Dead walk only to re-dig the graves And make 'em big enough to fit TVs and microwaves Ooooh she didn't say sh** (nope) Smile that could melt the gloss off your whip And before I could ask her about a high wire, Homegirl walked face first straight through the fire k** 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 its raining mud when the tongue lash out Cool (cool) beans (beans), perfect, dope (dope) Like Aes with a rafter and 6 feet of rope Pterydacts spill out hate in all sections You can get f**ed when you stand 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 (Evilest) Fix the f**ing antenna! We don't like it when the city lights start fading When the city light's 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 starts spreading then we can't get down (okay) No doubt He ain't, he ain't got a gun in no shoe box Face to the floor drop it Still carry the evilest nine weapons [...] at the same time. That's talent. [...] I think ... I think we woke the baby