"Clockwork Orange" lyrics
And all I wanted was a
All I wanted was a
All I wanted was a
All I wanted, my God
And all I wanted was a little bit of peace
And all I wanted was a little bit of peace
Now I wear a straight jacket every time I go to sleep, my God
And all I wanted was a little bit of peace
And all I wanted was a little bit of peace
Now I wear a straight jacket every time I go to sleep, my God
I'm like a motherfucking mental patient
Pacing, running out of patience
What's the point of waiting, anticipating, evading and aggravating and agitating nigga, my God
I said I wonder will I really survive
I said I wonder will a nigga survive
I got a hand full of pills like I'm ready to die, my God
I seem to wonder will a nigga survive
At times I wonder will I really survive
I got a barrel to my head as I look in the sky as I
Lie in a graveyard, I'm saying my last prayer
With a pallbearer that bears arms and wears armor
Slash accurate my style is more immaculate
Than any blasphemous bastard acting like he's surpassing this
Outlasting the masochists, killing the opposition
They [?] collapses
I'm laughing, I'm maniacally laughing
The cynical syndicates silhouettes with a cigarette
And sentenced with centripetal force to make you prisoners
Listen to the subliminal messages that I've hidden [?]
[?]
Inside of the Roman Coliseum, adjacent to citadels
Standing next to a mausoleum
Onomatopoeia, niggas not competing
Peter picked a pepper to pay the piper to take that pitiful penance that's inside of your pocket and turn it into a private [comprisement]
A large deposit of diamond encrusted ignorance that views intelligence with common sense and never contradict
All I wanted was a
All I wanted was a
All I wanted was a
All I wanted, my God
And all I wanted was a little bit of peace
And all I wanted was a little bit of peace
And all I wanted was a little bit of peace, my God
And all I wanted was a little bit of peace
And all I wanted was a little bit of peace
Now I wear a straight jacket every time I go to sleep, my God
I'm just a motherfucking mental patient
Pacing, running out of patience
What's the point of waiting, anticipating, evading and aggravating and agitating nigga, my God
Terrified that I'll never survive
Terrified I could never survive
Terrified I could never survive
Terrified I would never survive
Terrified I would never survive
I'm terrified I would never survive
I swear to God it's like I'm ready to die, my God
I swear to God it's like I'm barely alive, my God
I'm terrified I could never survive, my God
Terrified I could never survive
I'm terrified I could never survive
I'm terrified that I'll never survive
I swear to God it's like I'm barely alive, my God
All I wanted was a
All I wanted was a
All I wanted was a
All I wanted my
All I wanted was a
All I wanted was a
All I wanted, my God
And all I wanted was a little bit of peace
And all I wanted was a little bit of peace
Now I wear a straight jacket every time I go to sleep, my God
And all I wanted was a little bit of peace
And all I wanted was a little bit of peace
Now I wear a straight jacket every time I go to sleep, my God
I'm like a motherfucking mental patient
Pacing, running out of patience
What's the point of waiting, anticipating, evading and aggravating and agitating nigga, my God
I said I wonder will I really survive
I said I wonder will a nigga survive
I got a hand full of pills like I'm ready to die, my God
I seem to wonder will a nigga survive
At times I wonder will I really survive
I got a barrel to my head as I look in the sky as I
Lie in a graveyard, I'm saying my last prayer
With a pallbearer that bears arms and wears armor
Slash accurate my style is more immaculate
Than any blasphemous bastard acting like he's surpassing this
Outlasting the masochists, killing the opposition
They [?] collapses
I'm laughing, I'm maniacally laughing
The cynical syndicates silhouettes with a cigarette
And sentenced with centripetal force to make you prisoners
Listen to the subliminal messages that I've hidden [?]
[?]
Inside of the Roman Coliseum, adjacent to citadels
Standing next to a mausoleum
Onomatopoeia, niggas not competing
Peter picked a pepper to pay the piper to take that pitiful penance that's inside of your pocket and turn it into a private [comprisement]
A large deposit of diamond encrusted ignorance that views intelligence with common sense and never contradict
All I wanted was a
All I wanted was a
All I wanted was a
All I wanted, my God
And all I wanted was a little bit of peace
And all I wanted was a little bit of peace
And all I wanted was a little bit of peace, my God
And all I wanted was a little bit of peace
And all I wanted was a little bit of peace
Now I wear a straight jacket every time I go to sleep, my God
I'm just a motherfucking mental patient
Pacing, running out of patience
What's the point of waiting, anticipating, evading and aggravating and agitating nigga, my God
Terrified that I'll never survive
Terrified I could never survive
Terrified I could never survive
Terrified I would never survive
Terrified I would never survive
I'm terrified I would never survive
I swear to God it's like I'm ready to die, my God
I swear to God it's like I'm barely alive, my God
I'm terrified I could never survive, my God
Terrified I could never survive
I'm terrified I could never survive
I'm terrified that I'll never survive
I swear to God it's like I'm barely alive, my God
All I wanted was a
All I wanted was a
All I wanted was a
All I wanted my
