Heat Mizer — текст песни (Freestyle Fellowship)

What you gonna do with that bass?
What you gonna do with that bass?
What you gonna do with that bass?

Aceyalone:
Well, I-za, heat mizer, and I`m wiser
than any other rapper no matter the size of
girl or guys-a, they all dies-a
I ship `em up and take `em up to ??
third floor, hospital ward
doctor, his spinal cord`s torn
his final words roared-
`I don`t want no more, I don`t want no more, lord, life`
infrared chipper, one for the gipper
dead like a door knob, killed in a slipper
while rolling in my rollerblades, fell and broke my shoulder blade
laid and I prayed
then I grabbed a razorblade stayed and I played
then I broke a mental barricade
don`t you hate it when your ice pick sticks right in the skull
and you gotta pull it out with two hands?
don`t you hate it when your chainsaw`s on the gasoline
and you gotta use a butcher`s knife on a man?
yucky, yucky, yes, yes
Huckleberry, wet flesh
there`s a couple necking in the by the trees
could they be the prince and the princess?
getting undressed, having sex in the moonlight- freeze