Woodhull

Lyrics for Woodhull

Time turtles hurdled into Dante's first cycle Hundred metre hurdle, Pompeii, Wyckoff Myrtle Homeless tempers flare over plastic chairs half squares Burst down to heirs of which I'm aware blank stare Desk duty bored, seen it all before all aboard, uninsured Test results rekindled faith in the Lord Gunshot wound shackled to gurney Guarded by goons, plead for attorney It's this or the tombs, Babylon cackle Saturday morning cartoons Emergency room, beat, half dead, sand at the beach Beg for the priest, office pool You won't last a week, diabetes snatch the feet Take a number, gnash teeth, stab victim, clutching stomach Front of the line, that's a comeback Scalded baby, mom distraught, boyfriend cagey, crazy, sick rabies Old lady's alone bundled up against the cold Feel bad, but she best not go before me though Ho-yak on speakerphone Extra trifling like we really wanna know Lady shook her head, said, "Damn, shame, no training at home" No surprise neighbors tryna kick game She struck Heisman pose, eyes groping her thighs I'm no better, close caption telenovela Let me tell ya, Bed-Stuy, do or die, not just a rap line, it's a policy Fill out forms, retrieve their property Bent like apostrophe, all apologies outside radiology