CIA (2003) Lyrics

Got caught slipping with they hands out

Bad for them

Freeze tag no longer fun

We shook to wake him up

As to a sound, there was none

Only pity lined the cup

Trust me, corners make lovely vantage points

Lucky there's no banners up

Wanted in lands throughout Canada

I'm smoking fairy dust

Won't need no how, when, or what

I practice alibis for fun

I steal food of your plate and run (Hahaha)

Uh

Im the-

Im the-

Yo

Im the-

Check it

I'm the main dish

You a bowl of rice

You are painkillers

I'm a natural high

Lay in bed immobile, impossible, focus

The dope gets burned to the roach

Dead soldiers in a moat

Family didn't know but CIA built a city where DNA cost a penny

Operation: Clone the Dead Ones

Spotted once in the frozen section at Wegmans

Forgive me

I wasn't hiding glances, it was strange

Slaughtered victims rain down

You can miss me as the brain child

Kiss the missus on my way now

I roamed New York on a horseback in a yellow poncho

Pronto the fronto unraveled

Into the fiery flame child

So-so on the roll

So-so on the roll

Commence the reckoning of old woes

The savings on a ring

Constructed from from fake gold

For the sake of bling

A string of people on Canal street

Eyes stinging

Operating behind the scenes

I'm the one you're seeing

Who's to say now what you being in

Remains a construct

Wrote for weeks and I'm still stuck

Still crushing up weed nugs

Ill beats in the system

Clenched fist when I see them

Dusting off my new duds

There's a new meaning for the world I see

There's a new ceiling

Chilling to realize it tainted

Ever since the beginning

News to me

Real eyes

Solemn scene

The love was seldom seen since

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