Letras:
New Story The Torn

shamed lying naked on the floor illusion never changed into something real I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn you're a little late I'm already torn torn

math like Ptolemy A bloodbath, you?re split in half, dichotomy The honorable, horrible, incorrigible, adorable death oracle Beautiful like a funeral floral, you heard the stories

all my foes Mr. Shadow be the one that be killing mothafuckas Like told shove em all in holes Like a ghost i'ma hauncha mothafuckas make the stories tie

(Cappadonna) I twist darts from the heart, tried and true Loot my voice on the LP, my team is on to slang rocks Certified chatterbox, vocabulary 'Donna talking Tell your story

on all my foes Mr. Shadow be the one that be killing mothafuckas Like told shove em all in holes Like a ghost i'ma hauncha mothafuckas make the stories

Their secret they can't hide Its printed on their face I never thought I'd plead For half-breeds from a land that's torn But then I saw a camp for children

answers And there is nothing like someone new And this girl, she was nothing like you (There is nothing like someone new) (And this girl, she was nothing like you) Nothing like someone new

suicide king running straight to hell Better believe that he's got a story to tell There's a cherry red born in '61 The tires are flat and the rag top's torn

Rip through your slums I twist darts from the heart, tried an' true Loop my voice on the LP, martini on the slang rocks Certified chatterbox, vocabulary 'Donna talkin' Tell your story