Scabies And Gentleman

From All The Way In The Back Of The Foodstamp Line

And Straight Outta Motherf**kin' Lo-cash

That Crackrocksteady Beat Drums On

So Raise Your Motherf**kin' Pipes In The Air

For The Good, The Bad & The Leftover Crack



Ya Got Yer Midnight Dragon Yer Dope And Yer Dust

Yer Skin Rots Away & Yer Mind & Soul Rust

Yer Solutions All Splinter, But The Pain Is Ok

'cuz Yer Brain Is All Numb As Yer Body Decays

I Feel That Long Black Cloud, It's Coming Down



9th & C



Everything I Do In Life Slowly Takes It's Toll

The Bad Decisions That I Make Seem Out Of My Control

And Growing Up In NYC It Never Was Much Fun

Ther Fumes Are Like A Pack A Day & Buildings Block The Sun



F**k The Sun That Cloud Is Coming Down



9th & C



You Never Were Much Fun To Me

You Stab & Tell Me Not To Bleed

You Evict The Youth Right Out Of Me