I am the conductor to this crazy train,
blood and guts and the dripping red stain,
slightly cookoo in the brain,
your speech is dry and plne as rain.
Wow hey hey how you been,
I hold a pistol to my chin,
and wonder why wen all dont sin.
806 kings wreck this joint,
hasn't your parents ever told you it's rude to point?
Silly rabbit how bout you eat your lies,
we rule forever and your pitty dies,
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Posted on February 22, 2010 at 11:03pm — 1 Comment