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Way things are going. (Butcher)
[Verse]
I'm still trying to get on
East side, Soddom Gomorrah
Good morning
More to insult dog, here to poop on
Sky's grey, not poupon
Stuck behind the warden (?)
My water's not too calm
Storm going on
Ra-shamon
All the stories they're facades
Other smiles not the side that I emphasize
Is it being too precise?
Instead of defining suicide
It's just a part of life
Way things are going
Don't fear the poltergeist
You with it, it's within every human's right to see God eating rice
Way things are going (Butcher)
Flesh is weak (x2)
[Verse]
I couldn't make it up
But lemme break it down, I'm always breaking up
But we be making love
She ain't ever breaking nuts so I don't make enough
I say your luck
But luck ain't ever trumping, it's taking lumps
I've come to face enough to sacred over God-forsaken months
And being men don't make us mice, but it don't make us monks
Growing up I couldn't debunk
Their ... another story about about the bodies in the trunk
Way things are going (Butcher)
Yo, where's the p**y out the stump
Then became the cat that beat the p**y while it stunk
[Hook]
Way things are going (Butcher)
Flesh is weak (x2)
[Verse]
Anyway, I got a son
The girl that puts me number two, she puts him number one
But that's what's up
When we talk she teach me how to walk without a crutch
I walk without a strut
Recognize that sometimes people beg without a cup
I'm so excited by her touch
I'm trying to hold her tight but I'm a klutz
We building trust
If I don't believe her, still won't leave her in the dust
Way things are going (Butcher)
Check the corner for a dunce
Where the seagulls that the eagle land of monks (?)
[Hook]
Way things are going (Butcher)
Flesh is weak (x2)