Homeboy Sandman - The Butcher lyrics

Word up, word up, yea, yea, word up, word up, aye Way things are going. (Butcher) [Verse] I'm still trying to get on East side, Soddom Gomorrah Good morning More to insult dog, here to poop on Sky's grey, not poupon Stuck behind the warden (?) My water's not too calm Storm going on Ra-shamon All the stories they're facades Other smiles not the side that I emphasize Is it being too precise? Instead of defining suicide It's just a part of life Way things are going Don't fear the poltergeist You with it, it's within every human's right to see God eating rice Way things are going (Butcher) Flesh is weak (x2) [Verse] I couldn't make it up But lemme break it down, I'm always breaking up But we be making love She ain't ever breaking nuts so I don't make enough I say your luck But luck ain't ever trumping, it's taking lumps I've come to face enough to sacred over God-forsaken months And being men don't make us mice, but it don't make us monks Growing up I couldn't debunk Their ... another story about about the bodies in the trunk Way things are going (Butcher) Yo, where's the p**y out the stump Then became the cat that beat the p**y while it stunk [Hook] Way things are going (Butcher) Flesh is weak (x2) [Verse] Anyway, I got a son The girl that puts me number two, she puts him number one But that's what's up When we talk she teach me how to walk without a crutch I walk without a strut Recognize that sometimes people beg without a cup I'm so excited by her touch I'm trying to hold her tight but I'm a klutz We building trust If I don't believe her, still won't leave her in the dust Way things are going (Butcher) Check the corner for a dunce Where the seagulls that the eagle land of monks (?) [Hook] Way things are going (Butcher) Flesh is weak (x2)