[Swank]

Don't be let down by the surface

A shot of happiness will never be worth it

Know the core and love to be deserted

Left for more than life, all past the perfect

We sit down with the morning as if we deserved it

In and out the cold clutch of the serpent

When blood starts to gold rush, life is purchased

Got suicide painted out, shining like a circus

We all have seen it, tasted it or heard it

When the pure is looking dirtier than the perverted

Nature is a bitch, up in that bitch is the first lick

Of life, of love, now all is introverted

To boil in the depths and spill out of the hunger

To shine like the West for fish of dying numbers

Heat bother days as love hits newcomers

Ain't nobody running here, we gotta dance for the gunner

We trust care for the graces, not one to wait for the summer

We thrive on changing faces so let go if you wonder

Drop the top by that freeway that never leaves your corner

I'll see you to the desert love, I know the way

And I'll see you to the desert love, my favorite day

Waiting for the tide to come and kiss this one away

I'll see you to the desert love, I know the way

[Mxlplx]

Lady in a G-string, horny as fuck

Lately it's a G thing, hardcore deluxe

Can't get out the bed

Down on your luck, ask your friends for some bread

Found a couple bucks on a body that was dead

Desperate enough to let a hooker give you head

Can't get it up even when her legs are spread, twisted entail

Waiting to meet your maker, give it up and say "oh well"

Maybe I'll see you later, go back to your cell

Life of a hater living to the sound of bells

But wide awake and looking for someone to tell

Why he can't take that godawful smell

Been in the gutter so long, don't like nothing else but the butt-ugly song

Soul cries to help his mind and body stay strong

Lifeline so short, it might as well be gone

Twilight child born with an eye on his palm

You have been warned through insanity as calm

Lukewarmer than tap water in Vietnam

Swore you'd be back before the break of dawn

But you got trapped in the big house in the front lawn

And now it's too late cuz you been gone too long

[Young G]

Hidden wicked poetry, dead already know it's me

Born in this soul eternally

To watch an impurity, suburban apartheid makes lazy boy happy

Capitalism nothing tried to trap me

Inhibition rights of the trap please exhibition

To show me the map, G cruising

Uh, on the interstate integrate in excess immediate

Mediate hallucinate, zenned out mystic with beef on his plate

Lounging out the spliff hit, stress alleviate

Uh... hyeah heh... hahahaha!