I.F.K. - Torn to Ribbonz lyrics

Deep fail in a head, nuthin on face Dicky thoughts are landin outside of base Two bocks in a pocket, some hate inside For anotha mothaf**a with a bozo mind Some times I feel in a dead of night That somebody takes all ma bodyscrews out Yeah, mothaf**a, again'n'again I catch tha time and cherish ma brain I flog ma dreams, flog all reflexes anotha things in this time makes ma distresses I lost all rools and limits no more Before I will be to ribbonz torn Torn, torn to ribbonz man Torn to MF ribbonz Walkin late at night through ma garbage town With thousands f**in who*es' n a packs of spown They're searcin a cash 'n k**in cops I absorbe it in maself, but it's not ma f**in job Old pusha said:"Hey, taste ma joint now U'll set off, man, to tha greatest point He saw ma eyes and took away his a** 'Cause ma f**in brain was full of gra** Bombastic heroes with big square jawls Malin steel stares strengin their frost balls They're playn arnolds 'n filterin words Lookin in shopwindows with reflection of gods Ma f** off's too quietly for tha crowd and I wish that u make me louda Whenever I will all that sh** ignore and I willbe to ribbonz torn Hey, u listen brotha, u know I'm not a MF mizantrope man, bur everyone are too Much ba*tardoz. and when I'm lookin on this crowd I wanna get 'em one good piece of advice: su*k MA DICK, MF, 'N GET OUT FROM MA WORLD!