Fire In Pain

Homeo Apathy

Fire In Pain


scabies and gentleman 
from all the way in the back of the foodstamp line 
and straight outta motherfuckin' lo-cash 
that crackrocksteady beat drums on 
so raise your motherfuckin' pipes in the air 
for the good, the bad & the leftover crack 

ya got yer midnight dragon yer dope and yer dust 
yer skin rots away & yer mind & soul rust 
yer solutions all splinter, but the pain is ok 
'cuz yer brain is all numb as yer body decays 
i feel that long black cloud, it's coming down 

9th & C 

everything i do in life slowly takes it's toll 
the bad decisions that i make seem out of my control 
and growing up in NYC it never was much fun 
ther fumes are like a pack a day & buildings block the sun 

fuck the sun that cloud is coming down 

9th & C 

you never were much fun to me 
you stab & tell me not to bleed 
you evict the youth right out of me