The Smog

Lyrics

[Part I: The Smog] [Intro] The smog is coming The smog is coming The smog is coming The smog is coming [Verse 1: Shaggy 2 Dope] Aw shit, here it comes, creepin' through the cracks The nooks, the crannies, it hit me, smack! It's fillin' up my head, I gotta get it out I got me a plan to get the shit out Pulled out a ice pick and picked the bitch up Smackin' it, pushin' it in my ear, fuck! Lord, oh please, what's happening to me? It's the poisonous air from the smokestacks, G Seepin' in my head, fuckin' up my brain Drivin' me crazy, nuts, insane Sewer sludgy, greasy slime I'm always bucking with Father Time 'Cause he's my motherfuckin' enemy number one Trying to punch out all my life by fillin' up my lungs The shit you call air, but I call it death 'Cause it makes me choke and lose my breath My toes begin to curl, my fingers start to fold Got drool on my lips and my body's getting cold Don't know what to do so now I start to panic But it's too late, I'm dead. The smog got me, fuck it [Chorus] The smog is coming The smog is coming The smog is coming The smog is coming [Verse 2: Violent J] It's another cloudy day, it's raining, but not water It's raining oil out the sky, I think I oughta Make a run, but I slipped on an oil slick I can't move, I think I broke my fucking neck It's no surprise, I'm laying there, paralyzed Looking up into the sky helped me realize About us, the clouds form a Devil's face It must be a mirror image of the human race And oh shit, here it comes - the deadly smog I can tell by the howl of the stray dog The air is calm, the streets are so still When the smog creeps out the pipes for a kill Broken neck, I'm chillin' cause I'm a goner I can see the smog creepin' around the corner I lay still and hope it doesn't notice me Oh shit, shit, fuck, fuck, shit, G! Looking up just to see his deadly jaws I think, I think, I think I shit my drawers But its okay, the smog left me alone So I lay and watch the clouds turn into stone And come crashing down over Delray One even landed on your homeboy, Violent J And I'm dead, crushed me in a split second So if I'm dead then what the fuck I'm doin' on this record? [Outro] The smog is here The smog is coming (Here it comes, over Delray) The smog is coming (Here it comes, y'all I don't wanna die) The smog is coming (Here it comes, y'all What you gonna do?) The smog is coming (Yeah, hey, hey, hey, the smog) The smog is coming (Here it comes) The smog is coming The smog is coming The smog is coming (What you gonna do?) (When it comes for you?) (Check it out, check it out) (When it comes for you?) (When it comes for you?) (You're dead now) The smog is coming (Check it out) The smog is coming (I don't wanna die) The smog is coming (Bet you're gonna die) The smog is coming (What you gonna do?) The smog is coming [Part II: Thoughts In My Head] [Intro: Violent J] Thoughts in my head Thoughts in my head (Of a clown) Thoughts in my head Thoughts in my head (Of a clown) Thoughts in my head Thoughts in my head (Of a clown) Thoughts in my head Thoughts in my head (Of a clown) [Verse: Violent J] Thoughts in my head of a dead body laying in his house for three weeks Until his neighbors complain about the smell Didn't he have anybody to know he was dead? Thoughts in my head Of a serial killer in Iowa decided to kill himself Before he actually killed someone else Was that good? Thoughts in my head of an ocean of blood And when the bombs drop, it causes tidal waves Tidal waves that paint the town red Everybody's dead, thoughts in my head Of mothers and fathers who look at me And I can feel the hatred in their in eyes And it's cold and children Are nothing but them in the future, accept it Thoughts in my head Of a woman sitting on her porch, bald-headed Because of a disease she caught from the air The air that we breathe The air we breathe is fucked up, it's fucked up! Thoughts in my head of people who wanna kill me, but you can't kill me 'Cause if you kill me, I'll be back to kill you, done it before, do it again Thoughts in my head of a 16-year-old little fucking punk Sitting in his classroom, brawing a gang sign on a folder In his Birmingham Hills, well fuck what you know about love Thoughts in my head of people despise me And hate me and don't know me I hate you Too, so it's all good, it's all good Thoughts in my head of a society that is so fucked up and so evil That if somebody prays, they get made fun of and laughed at But it's not gonna be funny, they won't be laughing When the bombs drop and the town is red [Outro: Violent J] Thoughts in my head Thoughts in my head Thoughts in my head Thoughts