Tyree G. hayden - Ol' stlye oldies. lyrics

157 PEOPLE WERE MOLESTED TODAY:by -Tyree Hayden(verse#1)-like a high pill-f** what you feel-i be on one without the fine rail meaning my brain, and i know you thought i meant ccaine, f** what you pertain, i was more on along the lnes of the "i can do it" train, thomas be some book i be a whole script played, and i donnot think i can-i know another way, to infiltrate, all access to the mind frame, and push pin sh** thoroughly through ceribrial membrane, slam control alt delete draining memory lane, i see you layin back and cracked cause you've just been raped in vien, sent to altitudes that surpa** the hemulayas/german alps combined with the limitations of a japanese crane. so now you see-you can't f** with me your just a bother, created to be an amature whatever by the holy father, as for me?-i stand taller, i can see past the globe into atlantas water, so why you think you can come up here to sheer the only barber, that knows all the cuts and maneuvers through out the harbor?, you can't and you don't-go wander, an if/and or but with place you in the yander, verse 2 coming your way to murder, run/jump or hide-your results will be a wall and a corner.(verse#2)-all about this and carrying fist-i am known to an exstent by those whom contest, i f** alot of people up the side to the side-talkin about east/south north and west, i be thought to be the best-but any n***a who knows me knows it's mind set, as if you all just couldn't invest, a 9 mm strapped down to blow this fest, and all you gott'a do is wrap yo chest, f** you-i'm aimin head high not in the sence of herbal supliment, f** ses, i got this sh** from practicing a bigger picture than the nest, and insest?, i know you feel me non da less, 157 people put to the test, trying to keep me back with the holy crest, i snapped that sh** in 3rds and continued on on my quest, every n***a-black or white was thrown off the board of chess, upside down is goin on cause americas in distress, 1,2 f** it-that was your time to reminess, the end of this is i supressed, space and time into a nucleus, witch now is in the esence of my piss