Paper Bag Hostage

Lyrics

I hate mistakes
From the days
That I cant  erase
Grab the tape
Set the bait. hold  today,
Hostage; In A paper bag.
Scrape the paint away
Refuse to fade away
I stole a razor blade,
Just to stay awake.
Gotta Find a way ;
To fertilize the brain
Keep the good obtained..
Stay away from the wasted days.
Avoid the Cerebral chemical levels from being deranged .

Lookin' for Assassins
Sights on  Buck Skin Brandon;
There and gone, I'm  phantom
Holding  words for ransoms
Blasting out this savage anthem

Lookin' for Assassins
Sights on  Buck Skin Brandon;
There and gone, I'm  phantom
Holding  words for ransoms
Blasting out this savage anthem

Causing a Stampede,
Floors boards are cracking
Your antics turned frantic 
Start panting
Like theres Poison in your water canteen
You Woke up  panicking
But it was all just a bad dream
Your trippin' in the bed sheets
Choking on the benzene
Acting like a damn fiend
Injecting caffeine
Like it was a vaccine
Infecting the suspecting bad scenes.

Lookin' for Assassins
Sights on  Buck Skin Brandon;
There and gone, I'm  phantom
Holding  words for ransoms
Blasting out this havoc anthem.

Lookin' for Assassins
Sights on  Buck Skin Brandon;
There and gone, I'm  phantom
Holding  words for ransoms
Blasting out this havoc anthem...

Make a quick escape
Can't be detained
Like a piece of meat in the marinade
I'd go irate
So I jumped the baracades
They cant find me
Like vampire that's thriving
The blood looks appetizing.
Im hiding in your veins like an I.V.
Your Blood shot eyes need vising

When you want to go to sleep
That's when
Buckskin turns Bruce Lee
Eat you up like moose meat
It's a kadoozi
Hootin' on the duchie
Till I get a little loopy
Then ill go find a dope beat
For homies ; Make it O.G
Classic or an oldie.

Lookin' for Assassins
Sights on  Buck Skin Brandon;
There and gone, I'm  phantom
Holding  words for ransoms
Blasting out this havoc anthem...

Lookin' for Assassins
Sights on  Buck Skin Brandon;
There and gone, I'm  phantom
Holding  words for ransoms
Blasting out this havoc anthem

The old school shits the dopest
If you dont know this
It's shows you don't have the focus
I think that's bogus
Like the puddle in the soap dish;

Disownment  got you demoted
With eviction notice
Eating old cold cuts
Its Making you throw up
Shitting out yo guts
Chasing tow trucks
Choking on road dust
This ain't a hold up.
But you better slow up.
Before you get rolled up
Looking like a doped up old Fuck!

Lookin' for Assassins
Sights on  Buck Skin Brandon;
There and gone, I'm  phantom
Holding  words for ransoms
Blasting out this havoc anthem

Lookin' for Assassins
Sights on  Buck Skin Brandon;
There and gone, I'm  phantom
Holding  words for ransoms
Blasting out this havoc anthem.

No tatts just scars
I call that raw art
I'm making sparks
Picking brains apart
Split thoughts like a deck of cards
Hittin' the Bullseyes playin darts.
Take the time & play it smart
Create each verse into art;
No need to act hard;
Step out of the darkness
Kill Dull Shadows regardless
And Rip apart the carcass
If you dont have the heart for this,
Your Better off staying in your apartment...

...Lookin' for Assassins
Sights on  Buck Skin Brandon;
There and gone, I'm  phantom
Holding  words for ransoms
Blasting out this havoc anthem

Lookin' for Assassins
Sights on  Buck Skin Brandon;
There and gone, I'm  phantom
Holding  words for ransoms
Blasting out this havoc anthem...

Lookin' for Assassins
Sights on  Buck Skin Brandon;
There and gone, I'm  phantom
Holding  words for ransoms
Blasting out this havoc anthem...