Urge (The)

S.L.O.B.
A fight, an act of aggression a release of anger. An elevated level of testosterone made me lose my temper. Something strange – a change, a chemical reaction begins to occur. Trying my best to keep the birds in the nest and suppress this powerful urge. Yo – I can't believe I'm in a fight. I don't know what's come over me – not to be trusted after tonight. It has to be impossible to reason with Crystal Meth. A fucked up attitude and no apparent fear of death. But of course it's a no win situation – they took me to jail. Sorry I can't hang around – cause the boys come and spring me out on bail. Yo – I can't believe I'm in a fight. I don't know what's come over me – not to be trusted after tonight. But of course it's a no win situation – they took em to jail. Sorry I can't hang around cause the boys come and spring me out on bail. Police steady askin' – Who did the bustin'? Police steady askin' – Who did the bustin'? Police steady askin' – Who did the fucking bustin'? Sorry, y'all cause we didn't even get to play in the show. The entertainment was out on the pavement – Do-si-Do! Farewell San Luis, maybe we'll see you next time. We'll get to hang with you, the beloved Blue and the crystal Meth head swine. Yo – I can't believe I'm in a fight. I don't know what's come over me – not to be trusted after tonight. From Letras Mania