Sister Morphine

(Uh, yeah, 4, 3, 2, 1...)

[Verse 1]

On this mic thing I'm troublesome, might bring a shovel

I'm the right king surrounded by right-wing Republicans (George Bush)

Fuckin', it's like Sting - no Police, still watchin' ya steps

Binoculars catch a glimpse of the scope

Unpopular death, once you bring your sprints to the hope

You locked in your chest, somethin' I'm not gonna let float, but

Each day a body does, you hate to think I'm so good

At somethin' that's only a hobby, 'cause it prolly was

Leave Van Cleef with a speech, Burt Lancaster

Hand faster, reach for the piece

But not the same piece as John Lennon, wrong Lenin

I'm like Vladimir, bustin' for Revolution, I'm Russian

Fuck outta here, I'll be chillin' wit' a hyper crowd

Down on Long Island, waitin' for the wave to wipe us out

Diaper mouth, little rapper that's all he is

Don't make a man stand, show you how tall he is, huh

Wanna receive just before we give

Everything except pain, I'm leavin' on the next train (all aboard!)

But first pick up more scotch from the liquor store

Sister Morphine, why you trick us for?

You said everything would be alright

But it's just you and me all night - I gotta run

(Let's go!)

[Hook]

They always say to be strong, but you just want to escape it

Keep it movin' 'cause you can't take it

It's just one of them days, when you feel like runnin' away

But you gotta be patient, you just want to escape it

You, can't, take it

It's just one of them days, when you feel like runnin' away

But you gotta be...

[Verse 2]

See this, kid is marina's modern day lotta rage

Prada shades with a pinstripe from the cleaners

On my way to the grave compressor and I'm focused right

Wait until I'm speakin' from your TVs like Poltergeist

You're as "Cold as Ice," but on this mic you're a Foreigner

Rap is too weak for me to spar with her

Plus she just a slut now, could prolly park the car in her

Got pimps from L.A. to Canada and Florida

But like my boy CM, I don't need friends

I need some kinda adversary, bodybag is heavy

From crushin' egos and weak flows and bad as any

Motherfucker on the beat though, ready I'm alive but

Every Dawn I Die, smell fried like I'm in Benihana

Try to pry my complexity with every comma

No drama, how perplexed is he

Rappers wanna get touched like sniffin' crushed ecstasy

For me would-be depleters count me under the ground

Bounty hunter of sound, repeatedly put it down

But for now Sister Morphine is tellin' me "Crash"

Sellin' me half my confidence, the melody lasts

(And the funny thing is... I just can't let her go)

[Hook]

They always say to be strong, but you just want to escape it

Keep it movin' 'cause you can't take it

It's just one of them days, when you feel like runnin' away

But you gotta be patient, you just want to escape it

You, can't, take it

It's just one of them days, when you feel like runnin' away

But you gotta be...