i tried hard to mend my wicked ways
acted like a lunatic for years
lord knows i try to be good
i'd keep my promises if only i could
you count your blessings that i can't rely on you
and i tried
clutch your pictures of the pope
pray to god for love and hope
bring the virgin home for luck
bolt the door down, keep it shut
i've done things i never thought i'd do
sure it helps to lose myself in you
a little time and i'll be all right
c'mon sugar let's go out tonight
forgive your trespasses
and all that we've been through
and i tried
clutch your pictures of the pope
pray to god for love and hope
bring the virgin home for luck
bolt the door down, keep it shut
that sinking feeling
when you are leaving
all i believed in
walks out my door
i tried hard to mend my wicked ways
the damage's done, there's nothing left to save
and i tried
clutch your pictures of the pope
(just like i told you)
pray to god for love and hope
(just like i warned you)
bring the virgin home for luck
(just like i told you)
bolt the door down, keep it shut
(just like i warned you)
You're so hot, you're so cool
I can see that you're nobody's fool
Now tell me am I coming through
It's too late, I can't wait
Believe it's gonna be a big mistake
But I'm tempted to believe in you
I don't want to run and I don't want to fight
I just want to be the one you love tonight
Unclose my eyes, let it be
Bring on the band of angels from the great divide
I'll never get to heaven so take me for a ride
Fruit on the tree is shaking, my mind is in a daze
I just want a taste of your love
And learn your wicked ways
You're so bad, it feels good
There's so much I never understood
Oh Mama take a look at me now
I'm hung up, strung out
All I want to do is scream and shout your name
Addicted to you somehow
Electric in your touch there's magic in your kiss
You know I never knew that love could feel like this
Unclose my eyes, set me free
Bring on the band of angels from the great divide
I'll never get to heaven so take me for a ride
Fruit on the tree is shaking, my mind is in a daze
I just want a taste of your love
And learn your wicked ways
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Im getting by with my wicked ways
Im loading up and Im taking names
I want to dig my way to hell
I want to dig my way to hell [x2]
Guess I got a way with words I could get away with murder
Ever heard of Aspergers? It's a rare condition
It's what you're suffering from when you simply don't care if it's an
80 degree day and there's no fricken air conditioning
And you can't see the big terrace risen
'Cus you got the windows up blaring the system in your chevrolet prism
The devil ain't on the level same as him
Just someone who rebels in straight masochism
And imagine him giving him an adjective an
ass whooping so bad they should put his ass in prison
I word bully I verbally abuse verbs like he did something to me personally
Used forgetfully so I cut class and ditch it now I fully rap
Caddilac from a K Car, My ass from a hole in a ground,
still can't tell a [?]
Came straight out the trailer park screaming I'm proud
To shop at k-mart and it became art
And I'm still fed up and as pissed off as they are
To this day I still get in fights with the same broad
At the same Walmart arguing over the same cart
In the middle of the aisle whilin I don't give a fvck I don't play!
You think you saw this basket first?
Yeah backwards like motherfvcking Bob and Silent Jay
Illest shit you could think I would say
Mind's like a pile of clay
When's the last time you saw a villain with a cape?
Put a gaping hole in it '
Tied him around my neck went down the fire escape
of the Empire State
Straight fell straight down to the ground splattered all
over the entire state
And straight to hell got an impaled by the gates
So Satan stuck his face in an ashtray
But I sacheted around flames with a match and
I gave him the gas face..
And this got nothing to do with a scalar
By the way thoughts are getting darker by the day
I'm a combination of Skylar Grey, Tyler the Creator, and Violent Jay
It's a fvcking miracle to be this lyrical
Paint my face with clown makeup and a smiley face I'm insane
Every rhyme I say .. like an ultra violet ray
I'm sellin hatred buffet style all the shit you can eat
$11.99 so come on and pile a plate
I'm throwin' down the gauntlet to see what hell I can raise
With the rhyme I'm spittin while I'm shittin' on the competition
In the meantime it's always mean time
Im getting by with my wicked ways
Im loading up and Im taking names
I want to dig my way to hell
I want to dig my way to hell [x2]
I've been a career asshole
I don't see why these people always got my back
I done said so much fvcked up shit, I was born a mistake
But I was put here not by accident
I had a purpose and that purpose was to beat a beat purplish
Slaughter tracks, I done put my two dimes and a nickel in this shit
And I'm coming to get that quarter back
.. the drama can build
Your mama can ask me for my autograph
That cougars a MILF, she's the oldest trick in the book
But I sure would fall for that
You done brought a bat to a rocket launcher fight
When I get on the mic I'm a snap
Make you wish the ambulance that took me to the
hospital when I overdosed would have caught a flat
If it makes you sick to your stomach pass it
Indigestion my suggestions kaopectate
If it feels like I'm running away with the game
Its 'cus I am don't speculate spectate
All I got is .. days and insults for decades
But I get by my wicked ways lady you can suck a dick till your neck aches
Cry till you get puffed eyes red face
But I'm leaving on this jet plane '..
I'm sick of pounding a squarepagan around all ?? of the catchrays
But your baggage ain't gonna fit in my storage over headspace
Cuz you just ain't big enough to fit your damaged goods
Other words don't try to put the heart in a headcase
Cuz baby stable mentally I ain't I need my meds I peed my bed
I'm going blind I don't see my legs I keep on falling down
No wonder you can't stand me I need my cane
Someone help me I think my face is melting
You .. my grains these maggot in my brain
This G-I-A-N-T hole in my empty head
If you read my mind you can see my pain
And you'd see why I'd be this way
Ever since I was knee high playin' with GI Joe
Told these hoes to shut their P-I-E holes that peep my game
Im getting by with my wicked ways
Im loading up and Im taking names
I want to dig my way to hell
I want to dig my way to hell [x2]
