'77 Coupe

[Verse 1: tobythepriest] I see nothing but the cherry in the night sky And I'm a nice guy, I like to fight crime Crime fighting, time traveling little Caucasian Who makes plans to conquer the world in his mom's basement Me and Landon in the back with a battle ax Drink a little bit, slicing everybody's Adam's apple I start laughing watching Landon while he's slapping ass End her fuckin' life if she wanna try and slap him back Stumble in, comin' in, wonderin' around the block Find a purple blade and a note up on the counter top Pick it up and read it when I'm feeling undefeated While my old self stands right behind me with a sniper's Glock I wanna die before I'm 60 Ain't nobody gonna miss me And then some cold air hits me Now I'm a gypsy, searching for Agatha Christie Fuck I'm tired, kinda shook I'm on the couch eatin' cookies, reading comic books Crawl around on all fours trying to find a plug Put a fork in it, make it wetter than an aquaduct People mad cause I'm feeding kids designer drugs I think she's great, motherfuck what my momma does It's none ya business, I'm the king of bloody stitches Play a whole game of soccer while standing in one position, but When the blood runs down the cheek I can't help but remember that the taste was sweet Drink a bunch of fuckin' gas cause I'm afraid to sleep And stay away from the fire cause it makes me think I'm face to face with Satan's face, and it makes me shake Deeper lines than a razor makes I travel straight through time at a racer's pace Say a Hail Mary right before I waste the place Spazzmatic, listening to Black Sabbath Looking up to a bunch of fuckin' crack addicts Chat room with my cracked glasses And my demeanor kinda haphazard I drink until I get the hiccups I won't ever amount to shit, but it's a [Bridge: tobythepriest] 77 cruiser when I'm driving to the future Coach a team of murderers, assigning all the shooters Speak in different tongues when I'm talking to Medusa Now I'm crashing into stars in a drunken fuckin' stuper [Verse 2: tobythepriest] Oh shit, it feels so good Walking through the cane fields like a soul should Don't even fuck with me in Pokemon bitch I'll send him out and rock throw you with a fuckin' Onyx Rhyme is impractical, but factual shit I climax when I'm attacking your kids I don't think the shit's sadistic but it actually is And I won't stop til I see a fuckin' crack in the ribs Slap your whole entourage with a handful of jizz Fuckin' amping these kids to do a handful of 'cid Cover the smell of fear with some candles and shit No sympathy from me, are you kidding me? I play the lead violin in Hell's symphony, literally