So I sat on this ship, was a wonderful trip for flora and fauna, Takin' a vacay, to see if they had the native marijuana, Maybe an island or two to find out if you really explore I wonder, It's hopeful but sad when we find nothing but wind and thunder. Finally we hit the shore, and more's the pity we stand upon, This quest is done, we've won, the discovery of the sun, It beats down on us and keeps us thirsty for more, So we continue to the other shore. And we made a fool of ourselves thinking the jungle was fun, Thought We could take all the lions and tigers and bears since we both had a gun, As the hours went by we realized we were the only ones, Made the beach and turned around the job was almost done. Over time your mind begins to misbehave, And your thoughts might wander to never being saved, One more flare, One more fire, One more sign, And why, was i left behind. Day 1, built a shelter, found some water supply, Day 2, rains and washes all my tears dry, Day 3, The firewood is all gone, Day 4, I don't think that ill last too long. You see my partner died on day 5, the meat supply was short, But now I found a way to keep the salt inside his corpse, I put a coffin in the sea, water every day, But who knows how long that he'll last that way. But fuck it I'm dying, I might as well have a snack, Wish I had brought some weed so I could just relax, Oh shit, I found a seed, in the pocket of who I just ate, And I'll never be able to plant it. Cruel fate. Over time your mind begins to misbehave, And your thoughts might wander to never being saved, One more flare, One more fire, One more sign, And why, was I left behind.

Everyone knows that one guy tryin' to drag you down, slidin' by The skin of his ass, every night, every time we ask him why Just excuses excuses excuses and we tired of the sly So we took him in the back and put him in a sack and stabbed it 48 times But that was so many lines ago, plowin snow like a bag of dro Holding or not we rip roarin ready to go Partyin' time is ever the right way to know Party or not we always locked cocked, ready to roll, sellin' the souls. HEADSHOT, from the top of the buildin, see all the slaves Running away from the coming of age that comes from this large gauge The government does it anyway, Its just insurgent, and thrown away The news is built for this, were you even aware of this ultimate fate? I'm willing to wager not, its probably the back of the plate All of this mind candy streamin around its hard not to lose faith In the passage of time to bring something, anything infinite to help us escape This fucking rotation of cyclical bullshit life that we're THROWING AWAY And if it brings you down I'm sorry thats not right Theres always a sound Before dawns light, when we Burn all the Hypocrites Moar Souls I see the variance Moar Souls x2 I'm inexperienced Moar Souls It's My Inheretance Moar Souls One gun and a mass effect, Never gonna know whats next, give me that vexed Perplexed look and cook shit from a book labled "Sex" Never the wiser, catchin a buzz off of Vertigo Ledge Edge or not you're coming down with all force we forced to pledge Forthcoming and never ending pending overdrive Timed with the right shit, kindof a buzzkill, I dont know if i can think while i fight Prize is won by the esscense of love and serious moments exchange your life. Sizing the finding of Ice King, and we splice things in this nice dream We started all this shit, time to bring it down We got in all this shit, and never fucked around We fucked up all this shit, And never paid a dolla If i had a number for a bitch right now id call her But I killed 'em all, they own morbid graves And if It's my experience, I know the place is safe It gives a sense of mystery TO YOUR FATE Burn all the Hypocrites Moar Souls I see the variance Moar Souls x2 I'm inexperienced Moar Souls It's My Inheretance Moar Souls

Key: There's a little drip-drop from on top of the table Shadows without a light source See where the blood done came from Might be time to unlock all of the doors. 'Cause the tip-toe sounds that you hear in the walls It's prolly comin from a dead relative It's imperative that you cherish this Never know it could be your last time without any sedative. If you cant pass out in your own house Better dip quick and burn it down Would you rather have a visitor for breakfast Or see this tragedy fall to the ground. It's a one-shot, two-shot, spark the gas Get a little paper if you can Anybody trippin give em some cash And say you blazed with the Boogeyman. Ghosts and Spirits of our dead relatives Comin' back to haunt you like some ghouled out presidents Ghosts and Spirits of our dead relatives Comin' back to haunt you like some ghouled out presidents One lonely road and your walking its raining Something comes out of the bushes they're saying Messing with us is the death of a sane man Why are you even out here in the rain man? Disdain is the course that the followers go through Dying to find a new soul for the toadstool The ritual sacrifice dropped by the old school Give it a minute and watch what the goats do. It's all true I know what your thinking is wrong Might need a lift up from the bong I guarantee all of these nights will be long. And if it comes down to the wire Just jump in the fire Cause what we're gonna do to you is worse than any curse created by the One True Sire. Ghosts and Spirits of our dead relatives Comin' back to haunt you like some ghouled out presidents Ghosts and Spirits of our dead relatives Comin' back to haunt you like some ghouled out presidents Les: Running around with the blades on my fingers Haunting at night and the smell of death lingers Revved up my chain saw engine Running through the woods and I'm looking for a mission. Voodoo hex dolls bloods on the wall Creeping around and they tryin' to kill us all Eyes all roll back in the head, Everyone running around like the undead. Everybody running to the town They got their hands up in the air looking for the massacre clown Flamethrowers burning us down everybody hootin' and hollerin' We got to get out of this town. Creeping on down to your basement And wearing hockey mask like a face plate, Locking you up in the dark room with no light And mothafucka you can't even escape! "Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages, You are about to enter a world where life and death are meaningless And pain, is god. Lets go." Ghosts and Spirits of our dead relatives Comin' back to haunt you like some ghouled out presidents Ghosts and Spirits of our dead relatives Comin' back to haunt you like some ghouled out presidents Ghosts and Spirits of our dead relatives Comin' back to haunt you like some ghouled out presidents Ghosts and Spirits of our dead relatives Comin' back to haunt you like some ghouled out presidents

Back to the basics, lyrics where the pace hits Singin over bass licks, Drop it where your face sticks From melting, it feels like it's sweltering here The heat from the flow has that effect and if you fear The heat stay out of the kitchen, thats my position For every beat that you could be listenin to and missin It's crystal clear the sweat pours out and hits the floor Youre floored by the flow I can see it in your horoscope It's dope to the right beat, keep it in the hype seat Like a meet and greet with a handshake on the mic, eat Drink and be merry as i ferry you across the lake That has a population of this boss, that makes You the understudy, right-hand man to the front Hes always rollin' the blunts, screenin the cunts Seein if they good enough to take up to the top If not they dropped off like a Ki to the shop, No stops. Take one step forward Take two steps back Ever dreaming in the right direction This nightmares becoming fact. Dreams, they're wonderful things, it's been decided But provided with the right strings to hit, we stand united Fighting fire with ice and being spiritually guided By the ignited DNA we host inside, so we survived it We fight it, the light hits, it scorches the brain We crave in vain, it slows the time so we tire of the same frames A lame change, and a bad one, A frame change on the same gun And it never ceases to amaze the ease we pull the trigger and spark the shame. Face the facts, you're back to back with a hard place, and a rocks on the attack It's smacking your face and baseing its strategy on your weakness, your slack So get your icepacks ready steady go, Chop the ice to make the snow Call me in the morning and let me know how the smoke stacked Factions torn to bits on the reason of spliff and piff, it's the same smoke The same joke, a brain based to things beyond this plane hope Pain floats, based in vogue, take that toke Take one step forward Take two steps back Ever dreaming in the right direction This nightmares becoming fact.

So the first thought that I had was make it on plastic Face your fear and drown for years that's how it fast sticks Blast it with stationary, pen it up and get it quick First pick, last pick, and that's how it fastens. Fascinatin' how I'm masturbatin' If your station is full of people waitin' then that's the last hit Pass it to the left and make shit happen Do shit that's pointless and maybe you'll make captain. Last thing is if you're eating from the table Make a piece of shit turn quick and be the Able To Cain with his bitch ass, this quick stash is stable Fables are played for all this time without the vague dull. Boring combined, story aligned its maybe Pleasure without the straightening out of May's scene Fading from this side makes mine a Faded Dream Blatantly stupid, why the fuck would you invade schemes. Where no one else can see the light I know whats right Its in my vision to clear the air x2 So many choices Above the voices Step into Nowhere Viral is the spiral that intertwines with the DNA Being saved is part of labor, favors every day Cause the crime is only paid for when the savior is prominent Dominating violent ways is gauge for what the Gods sent Maybe if I make the right choice, with the right voice it'll be heard Have the populous rock with this, it's never the set of the words But the tone of the voice, that shit is crucial, ever the mind absurd That swerves back off the beaten track and correlates to the herd. But these cattle keep marching on Even though the ground beneath is gone x2 Very subliminal stations on Bring it back to the song Where no one else can see the light I know whats right Its in my vision to clear the air x2.5 So many choices Above the voices Step into Nowhere