(1hunnit) (Goldie this one of them ones boy) (Ain't nothing else to do but to just carry on with this shit, Everything copacetic) I know it's hard to understand how I just carry on I'm at Perrys telling chef to make my date the best steak and prawns I got 6 wives and a couple concubines like Genghis Khan I learned how to put my hips in it from my uncle John I been pushing pounds for a minute now I'm big and brawn I was in the spot when you was tryna go to comic-con I just sipped a whole pint straight so excuse the yawn When I do bidness you can hear my Whiteside but I ain't Hassan I like to speak professional just to get the funds Matter fact don't even call me J1Hunnit, I'm Mr.Cohns You can't even tell we from the block, we upper echelon You can hear I got an accent, because it's southern drawn Baby In here with here back bent playing catch the cum She like to watch the kids hit her face, cause she think it's fun I smoke a lotta weed I'm finna go and buy an extra lung If Buddy came with dog shit on em, this extra dung Fuck spit boxing nigga meet me in the octagon I'm secretive as fuck, I treat the crib like the pentagon Lil one fell in love with the streets, he was super sprung I'm who they booking for the show, you who they casting for an Unsung I told my plug you gotta know I'll be there if you need me I'm money hungry But I'll never bite the hand that feeds me Lil Brody got left at the crib, cause he get to queezy We ain't got time to clean yo vomit just aim and squeeze it I'm down to have a face off, is you Gucci or Jeezy? Buddy had to put em in the dirt and they graphic tee'd em I got booked for my gun and my bond got paid by Deezy I'm moving slicker than some oil cause the streets get greasy I'll pop out just to shit on niggas Call me Rikishi I'm prolly somewhere out of town tryna put pounds in a Mitsubishi I can beat yo ass blindfolded, they call me Kenshi I miss my nigga, me and Koop was like Ren and Stimpy

The bullet went into him His skin did part in two Skin that women had touched The bullet passed on through The bullet went into him It went its merry way Like an old grey dog On a fox's trail The bullet went into him His stomach filled with food Many fine meals he tasted there But the bullet passed on through The bullet went into him It went its merry way Like an old grey dog On a fox's trail The bullet went into him Through his heart with thoughts of you Where your kisses he inhaled The lies and the truth The bullet went into him Traveled up into his head Through thoughts of love and hate The living and the dead The bullet went into him It went its merry way Like an old grey dog On a fox's trail

Here is a region of abundant details Here is a region that is seldom used And here is a region that continues living Even when the other sections are removed Put your hand out of your pocket Wipe the sweat off of your brow Now it feels like a bad connection No more information now As it passes through your neurons Like a whisper in the dark Raise your eyes to one who loves you It is safe right where you are Here is an area of great confusion Here is a section that's extremely precise And here is an area that needs attention Here is the connection to the opposite side Here, too many sounds for your brain to comprehend Here the sound gets organised into things that make some sense Here there is something we call elucidation Is it the truth or merely a description? Here Here Here Here

There are no angels left in America anymore They left after the Second World War heading west Stopping briefly in Japan during the 60's Then in Tianamen Square during the last decade They kept heading west to who knows where What are they after? What are they looking for? A messiah who never comes? A virgin birth? A perfect drug? A sign, any kind of sign? Anything that looks slightly out of the ordinary Flying over fields and factories Momma's going off her head Daddy's bringing home the bacon Open up the pearly gates Fruit of salty lubrication Tangled up in arms and legs I can barely touch the bottom Now I'm working up a sweat! I'm ready now I'm ready now I can barely touch my own self How could I touch someone else? I am just an advertisement For a version of myself Like molecules in constant motion Like a million nervous tics I am quivering in anticipation Like the sunlight on their wings I'm ready now (don't look back) I'm ready now (I'm ready for this) I'm ready now The sensuous world - the smell of the sea The sweat off their wings - the fruit from the trees The angel inside - who will meet me tonight On wings of desire - I come back alive I'm ready I'm ready (I put the dogs outside) I'm ready I'm ready (to take that ride) I'm ready now I'm ready now (to take that wine) I'm ready now but where are you?