1. BE QUIET AND DRIVE (FAR AWAY)

This town don't feel mine
I'm fast to get away far
I dressed you in her clothes
Now drive me far away it

It feels good to know you're all mine
Now drive me far away
I don't care
Where just far away

Closer to god


2. ENGINE NO.9

This ain't no motherfuckin stick up
Just pick the stick up and watch it roll real close
Rolling out my hand till it cracks to that fucking dome
Living of the curb that peels you from the curb
I lick the rest off do you dig, many in 93
Been making fools 'bout round, bumping around me
You'll want to run straight from underground
At the best walk the live from the verb
On the beats I won't see your fuckin whore
Peers I flow, and mother she
Won't drain herself and won't be caught to live
All live in a big world inside just because
My life is unrise wipe
The lyrical did did

Get straight quickley
Been making fools 'bout round, bumping round me
You'll want to see from underground
When no one else walks the live from the verb
Now come in and see you fuckin whore

Peers I flow and mother she
Won't drain herself and won't be caught to live
She did what, she did what, she did what
Just because my life is unrise wipe
The Lyrical did did
Wipe
Did
Last one wipe
Lyrical did

Begin in me because
My psycho wipe
What lyrical did
Stop the fucken wipe
The lyrical did
Big into the wipe
Wipe
Did


3. TEETHING

First you smile at lord, I found you first
Liquified inside you, But it hurts if I even see you
Make you smile, I look over and cry, I get by!!
But that's to bad you get stuck with all alone!
Look at yourself you ain't no genius!!!
You want to find, you won't find me,
I'm coming home, but I
First you raining for, It can't be seen
Liquified him more and more,
F*ck you b*tch! -gibberish- to go and I go and
I and I don't know Cause I'm sick
and this ain't fun at all!!!
But that's too bad you get stuck with whores
Look at yourself you ain't no genius
You want to fly, you won't find me I'm coming home I
But that's too bad you get stuck with whores
Look at yourself you ain't no genius
You want to find you won't find me I'm coming home,hurt
You got hair, clothes,the fashion, the cash flow
How the fuck you gonna tell me what you don't know
You got hair, clothes,the fashion, the cash flow
How the fuck you gonna tell me something
Your this close to fashion, the cash flow
How the fuck you gonna tell me what you don't know
Your this close to fashion,the cash flow
How the fuck you gonna tell me something Tell me something
Say your prayers
But that's too bad you get stuck with all alone
Look at yourself you ain't no genius
You want to find, you won't find me
I'm coming home I