The very last words I heard were absurd Words made me stutter My head turn and my eyes shutter What the f*ck! Say's eye in the mind I can't believe my luck! Spread in the gutter was a letter doing better Unread I picked it up And I read it, my head rang struck Now I regret it Said it: "If it's dry we shall wet it Never mind if its alive we shall dead it A new time more inclined for our kind will beget it You read it, through my words you won't forget it Your God? He regret it Never mind him if he knows that their freedom Is a thing from within And as long as they can sin We can keep them wondering Where it is." Came down like great thunder Made my mind shake and wonder: "Are we all going under? What! I said, what is this! Damn what is this sh**! Who could write this sh**? Who wrote it?" I'm walking on the tips of my toes And I suppose that you're talking Through the lips of a ho who don't know that I know If its dry you shall wet it, so it goes Never mind if its alive you shall dead it New flow, new time more inclined for your kind Will beget it, now you know that I read it Like I'm stepping on the tips of your toes While you suppose that I'm running From the silly little threats that you show Corriendo y escapando, chiflando Manteniendo-nos en el mando Gritando: "Que está pa**ando? Que coño está pa**ando? El mundo esta acabando El cielo esta sangrando Lo veo en el campo El tiempo está cambiando Vamos, vamo-nos, los dejamos Como no, estamos solos Recibimos lo que merecemos, vamos No tengas pena, no lloremos No vale la pena, por asi decir: Read in the letter: Obey! You who don't pay, obey! You who don't play, obey! You who can't stand in the rain run away! Slaves for the trade, obey! I'm walking on the tips of my toes And I suppose that you're talking Through the lips of a ho who don't know that I know If its dry you shall wet it, so it goes Never mind if its alive you shall dead it New flow, new time more inclined for your kind Will beget it, now you know that I read it Like I'm stepping on the tips of your toes While you suppose that I'm running From the silly little threats that you show She came walking down like she knew Like she had a plan for the man, me and you What they plan for you is to slip ya in this noose Slide it tight around your neck Until you lose the ability to choose She saw I had her letter, thrown in the gutter, as it Fell I heard the words from its writer make me shudder "What's the matter? Subject matter got your nerves on a platter Do they flatter what you knew Does it matter what you do?" (Miss) I say, this is what I think: Would you put your lips around the tip of my dick And then spit when I jizz so's it drips on your tits Degrading, this is what I think of you lady. Shady Witch!! Oh, you say why I gotta be so sick? Why you gotta be such a b**h? Who pretends she never been such a b**h? I can see through your tricks trick!" I'm walking on the tips of my toes And I suppose that you're talking Through the lips of a ho who don't know that I know If its dry you shall wet it, so it goes Never mind if its alive you shall dead it New flow, new time More inclined for your kind will beget it Now you know that I read it Like I'm stepping on the tips of your toes While you suppose that I'm running From the silly little threats that you show