solar eclipse Big sky iris Divided by the cutest nose in existence Violet misted horizons and mystic islands in the distance Just to sit in silence With water rippled fingertips to violin
Throw a penny from the window, watch an old man play a song On a twenty-dollar violin he bought before the war, Though he screeches and he scratches and
shot at me I'm throwing a shot back Your's is on a joint Mine's whistling by your top hat Ya I'm cool but you violate and I'll cock back Open the mac'
anymore? What it takes, who I am, where I've been belong You can't be something you're not Be yourself, by yourself Stay away from me A lesson learned
Throwing garbage from my living can 'Til one day it was do or die and do died I left a note and signed it 'Genocide' I woke up to the sound of violins
bless me with a gem in the Caribbean Skiin' off by P.M. Snatch Canadian cream with Scandinavians Fellatium style, play it like thirty-two Arabians The greatest lesson
[Intro:] I'm tryin to tell you that we got it (c'mon) Yeah boy, stress game, less fame is a... Yeah, this a blessing, stress game (hey!) Less fame, it
But you are lucky man Because I've got some plans for you Refined violin lessons And the most celebrated school Poor baby, he uses his violin Poor baby
dimes with the fine waistlines My lean is similar to Michael Jordan dunkin' baselines You get the fibula? E.S. and Ap throwin' bombs like Esiason We turn heads like a violin
punchlines You'd think I'm fightin' off referees My specialities is any type of world weaponry So stop stressin' or catch a hot lesson You wouldn't be
fight, I got a war within Before I draw an outline to life, I trace my origin I hear the violin, and wanna commit sin I form a grin as thoughts of Berlin
even with tuberculosis I could go on forever mixing dope with my method dosage You could find me at Brighton Beach or Coney Island Or Rikers Island My crack pipe is my violin
lesson learned in Virginia (Beach) I don't smile in the line of fire I go wildin' But it's on bass and drums even violins Watcha do gitcha head ready
no standard anymore? What it takes, who I am, where I've been Belong You can't be something you're not Be yourself, by yourself Stay away from me A lesson
said rejection used to turn you on that was your one burning confession Never the one to care and now you're feeling lonely I really hope you've learned your lesson
My lurking want, for carnal sins Your flesh my desire And to cleanse my violin Your throat I slit And yet I need no help to cure My sanious abuse A single
household just to dote her she wouldn't go for the money and when she turned fourteen she didn't ask for a pony but wanted to play the violin she figured