ALL PEOPLE DISAPPEAR WHEN THE TIME COMES Songtext
von Jack Dice

Swing at pinatas, I gotta move fast
I′m passing, white bitches
Gonna get whiplash, when the car crashing
And they still flash, huh
Wouldn't wanna holla back either
Who cut me deeper than Brutus did Caesar
Injecting Sarapin, sipping syrup and breaking skin
Too fucking proud to admit it but I hate feeling shit
Oh well, its c′est la vie, but I still want my Marie
Guaranteed, wouldn't wanna get hit but I want my shit, put me on my crucifix
Wouldn't mind ten minutes everytime I visit, chandelier no candlesticks
Pupils dilate, captivated, I′ll take my shit recreate it


He′s fading, motherfucker with the click clack
Wouldn't really mind that but that boy can really rap
Murder bitches on the track Ghostface gonna disappear
I′m the puppeteer of the acid trip, go let me talk my shit
Go ask that bitch who's Houdini
Alfredo shit I′m linguini
Gon' execute Musolini
Wasted she drinking Lambrini
Hop in the whip, Lamborghini
Rockstar forget Paganini
Fuck you
And fuck your rendezvous