Hammer of Chaos

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Here's a little something for your next of kin The kid ain't been the same since they arrested him With his moms out in front of the Mrs. B's For a four-inch blade with a switch release This is way way back before rap was large Back when Dorothy put her 4 speed in her dad's garage Before chlorine turned your war chiefs into mutants and macks Before fumes had turned your Ewing's into sewage and sap Before gluten and glass began filling the farms Before filters turned your billiards into diligent darts He was still at the bar and they were clapping in clumps We started laughing we were glad it didn't happen to us There was math in the mud and there was digits in dirt There was a difference of opinion over business and birds That turned to whichever's worse if you were missing the cues There was no dipping till we're finished and this rib is removed [Chorus] This is getting ugly we should pray for tomorrow Cause we ain't got that money and they're chasing our car I guess they needed all that pita that they gave us to guard I guess that piece will go to pieces if you break it apart This is getting ugly we should pray for tomorrow Cause we ain't got that money and they're chasing our car I guess they needed all that pita that they gave us to guard I guess that piece will go to pieces if you break it apart [Post Chorus] Bang bang bang Bang bang bang Bang bang bang Bang bang bang Oh-oh-oh-oh yeah [Verse 2] Easy come easy go Wheatie bowl dress slacks Polo socks opened box Robocop death trap Red flag painted doors wasted wharf capsize Public house Rowdy Rods proudly don Pabst signs Tag line came for one but now its next Tuesday Hey Hey Hee Hee get off of my food chain Alibi two train skip the line limbo Time flies different when the pinching prized pigs won't Dinner time wishbone Popeye play or pass 8 million bottles nothing novel to a paperback Neighbors cat missing seen him fucking with the super's dog This is where we bang our head and hang our threads on roofs and walls Through the fog the logs are lit the flares are in the theater Staring at the Ferris wheel of heretics and reapers Harris Field bleacher get your rebirth at the reservoir The devil's in a blue dress and the proof is in her wedding march [Chorus] This is getting ugly we should pray for tomorrow Cause we ain't got that money and they're chasing our car I guess they needed all that pita that they gave us to guard I guess that piece will go to pieces if you break it apart This is getting ugly we should pray for tomorrow Cause we ain't got that money and they're chasing our car I guess they needed all that pita that they gave us to guard I guess that piece will go to pieces if you break it apart