Talkin' shit like shutup, and listen to me

because cuttin through the crap is my specialty

like a bomb, I'm dropping yes, a ton of lead

you're trying to figure out the last thing I said

I'm a redwood, I love to be a tree, yes I'm a druid

my words are flowing out like a fluid

never give in never conform

I'll be bustin' out rhymes in a triplet from



Dead leaves on the trees in spring

can't hear the birds sing

a light powdered snow on the ground is glistening

vipers slither atop a colder ground they quiver

a crack in the sky snow is falling and inside we shiver

while I doze I suppose I could get lost

with a brownskin friend claiming kin to crazy horse

I stink of vino, my greasy clothes are rancid but

I tip the bottle back the spirits are in me kid



Firewater, call it liquid rapture

into the flash and flames of my crazy nature

firewater, the world's a mixture

of broken liquored people get the picture

firewater, call it liquid rapture

into the flash and flames of my crazy nature

firewater, the world's a mixture

of broken liquored people get the picture



Whiskey be spittle at the corners of my mouth

I'm rather liquored, light flickers

I got the shakes and jitters

I roll I'm like raging bull bumrushin the show

hand to my head sway in the fire i've waded into

all alone except for the whiskey voices

whores laugh neon signs flash other choices

I stagger stumble to toast the past while I mumble

slur my song slow porno show marquee words crumble



Firewater, call it liquid rapture

into the flash and flames of my crazy nature

firewater, the world's a mixture

of broken liquored people get the picture

Firewater, call it liquid rapture

into the fl