[Intro]

And when I get so fucking upset I don't buy the blood clot of English bomboclaat grammar

I'm going to get very bomboclaat upset, seen

You know why? I'm not singing darling. I have blood clot. Love you, and come shake my ass and I'll swim the ocean and climb the mountain

Seen

And that not going to change me clean because I am going to kill the fuckry out there, and people is going to be in demand for the truth

People is sick and tired of hearing bomboclaat ghetto shit shake your fucking booty, seen, people sick and tired of hearing, darling, I have blood, clots love you, you turn on the fucking radio 24, bomboclaat hours a day, your darling

I love you a man, singing that man wouldn't sing to the almighty a rasclaat

He love man more than the Creator, who create the Sun, the Moon, and the bomboclaat stars

I sick and tired of hearing that bimboclaat, seen

[Verse 1: Klashnekoff]

As we travel through Trial and Tribulations Avenue

Destination Xanadu, smokin' a zoot, drinkin' Jack Dan's and Malibu

Flammable sidewalks where guys walk like cyborgs

The minds walk, scorched with polluted force

I sought resolution, then I swore retribution for braves abusin' this music

Like it was boozin', they left battered and bruised from the Terra Firm movement

T stands for, the F for further improvement

Collate the teeth so much if you're a willin' student

I know it seems deep, and at times life's confusin'

Your whole world's tremblin' like aero planes collidin'

With high sky rises, how many more lives before we realise there's a crisis

I cry red mist, but still live with the will to climb Everest

Livin' in this friggin' world full of pessimists

Reminiscin' on days ravin' and Pegasus

Where braves get fucked, police askin' where the weapon is

Welcome to the east maze, this is where the Devil lives..

Yeah, where little kids peddle shit

And settle sick situations with a metal stick

Leave you stiff, this world stands uncontaminated with biological hatred

It's blatant, Morpheus tried to show you in The Matrix

But was you watchin' the beanie or clockin' for the agents

Practice pure patience, produce this pure kayman

While pruny little prento's are a pain in the anus

Fuck aimin' to be famous, I'm aimin' two flamers at Tony Blair's face first

Worst comes to worse blood, I'll kidnap his neighbours

That's my word blood, trust

[Chorus: Klashnekoff]

Parrowdice, parrow days, parrow nights

A paradox where shots leave brehs paralyzed

My life's a paradigm surrounded by parasites

Don't wanna die in this man made Parrowdice

[Verse 2: Kyza]

And now I've woken up to reality it feels like I'm still asleep

Still it seems that I'm trapped in the illest dream

Shit is sweet in the minds of these timid sheep

It's Parrowdice, a life is the biggest beach

My inners deep as I step through these wicked streets

Figures bleedin' to death when the trigger squeeze

Killers' dreams are in tune to the killers' theme

Sinners weep at the sound of my vivid speech

I drag bitter sweet milk from my mother's breast

Young and vexed livin' in the trail of my brother's nest

I was only a youth when I discovered sex

A ghetto romance, we would hold hands in the lovers nest

Jaja bless me with my own wish, and that's to prosper and hold it

Up for the soldiers I roll with, I'm weak feelin' so sick

I sip a touch of fruit Volvic

I know this life is fuckery, I grin and grimace at my mirror image

Tryna deal with my inner feelings

My will is illest cause I'm still a realist

I'm done severin' ties so it's time to start buildin' bridges

Nuff things I have to leave behind

I redefined my plans blood, freed my mind

I feel inclined to read in between the lines

Through the day that I found what I seek to find

[Chorus: Klashnekoff]

Parrowdice, parrow days, parrow nights

A paradox where shots leave bray paralyzed

My life's a paradigm surrounded by parasites

Don't wanna die in this man made Parrowdice

Parrowdice, parrow days, parrow nights

A paradox where shots leave brehs paralyzed

My life's a paradigm surrounded by parasites

Don't wanna die in this man made Parrowdice

[Verse 3: Skriblah Dan Gogh]

Only death'll recollect

From birth my umbilical cord is like a noose around my abdominal around my neck

In retrospect the deckers scenarios and my life reside

Destined for strife, slit wrists due to a life I don't know

I'm hungry and I haven't eaten

But I'm scared 'cause there's only apple trees in this fools Garden of Eden

Plus there's cyanide in the seeds

But I've devoured apples so fast my skins turnin' blue and I'm startin' to bleed

Call me vindictive but what's in a name

A rose be in any other designation still smells the same

I came to a fork in the road, I took the middle path

My heart broken so bad man I needed a skin graft

I laughed at my bad luck and carried on walkin' to my goal

Know most of my soul was gone

Fell from Heaven, tormented in Hell, locked in the cell

While knives fell, mouth stitched, I passed the L

Throat and wrist slit twice with double edged cleavers

The show Satan doin' to all the non believers

Not even Jesus wanted to be my fuckin' savior

'Cause he knows I favour the feelin' of dyin' by bad behaviour

Crave the sensation of dark forces

Lurin' the root of evil from even the source of the roots sources...remorseless

[Chorus: Klashnekoff]

Parrowdice, parrow days, parrow nights

A paradox where shots leave bray paralyzed

My life's a paradigm surrounded by parasites

Don't wanna die in this man made Parrowdice

Parrowdice, parrow days, parrow nights

A paradox where shots leave bray paralyzed

My life's a paradigm surrounded by parasites

Don't wanna die in this man made Parrowdice