Ogre

[Verse 1]
If my time don't come
I'll put everything I have in a . . .
And I'll be gone
Stuck up
I'm lost in the mood
And I'm feeling like I'm foe ogre
My lie, he's back on the wall
I call the shots
Now I'm pulling the rug
I'm pulling the rug
On my nose
On my nose
I 'on't ever, ever know
On my nose
On my nose
I 'on't ever, ever know
If my time don't come
I'ma put my everything
Put it in a bag
And I'll be gone
I'm back to the wall
And I'm feeling like
I'm the one pulling the rug
If the times don't come
I'ma put everything
In the bag
And I'll be gone
Back to the wall
I'm feeling like
I'm the one whose pulling the rug
Niggers feeling like
He's back for me
Yack, oh, he's back for me
A stave, a bar
Fuck with me boy
Come on

[Verse 2]
Spit that shit in my ear like
Y'all motherfuckers
Ain't ready for this shit
I'm down with the ammo
And I'm going in this shit
Stick with this shit
That you know motherfucker
The same repetition
Of the words that you know
Cos you're stuck in the rut
Of the same fucking world
Why are you bickering
They are paroling
Call that shit
A rowing with the current
You're fucked in hole
And I'm stuck with the work
Cos I can't pace around this fucking line
Like I am on the space boy
Space boy
Can you help me out
Fuck around, hanging my dead body
With the simple things
Yeah