Lyrics A Corpse Never Wanders - Beans

A Corpse Never Wanders

Yo that shit is dead I heard your birds called the hearse
Rolled up in a meat wagon, I was prepared for the worst
the pugilist
Tune up like a jukebox
Terrifyingly unable to withstand creaking under
titties are top-heavy
to cut him off like a handjob from Edward Scissorhands
Once he appeared as if a whirlpool
Colder than a dead gynecologist
evaporated
Atrophy diseminated
Pouring gas on yourself, as I held the matches
Leaves fall like all of y’all, our shit old
Winter’s cold, summers not and you’re not
There’s two types of hell
Doesn’t mean nothing to me
merchandising
Be as cool as you can be
European exclusivity
With a serial killer’s
Reactionary
rappers will forgive and forget in two months
Because they got nothing else to rhyme about
The corpse never wanders the door to the store’s closed
The corpse never wanders the door to the store’s closed
The corpse never wanders the door to the store’s closed
The corpse never wanders the door to the store’s closed
And it is known by every psychologist that the next step in the progression I’m
not going to starve to death!
All we’re asking — no one wants to see blood,
no one likes the smell of blood, no one wants war, anyone who has been in war
doesn’t want war.
Everyibe knows what it is to see the inside of a man’s gut
hanging out, and see your friends die, see relatives die.
No one wants to
regress back to the state of mind where you have to think, «it's all for the
cause, therefore my mother has to die, my wife has to die, my brothers and
sisters have to die.»
No one wants that!
But you’re pushing us to it.
You’re leaving us no choice.
We’re asking, we’re begging.
The students up at
Columbia, they asked.
The brothers down south asked.
The brothers in Latin
America, the brothers in Africa, they’re all asking.
Our fathers asked,
our grandfathers asked.
OK, but we’re 40% of the black population now.
We’re not going to take it.
We’re not going to take sitting in rotten parks
and in places that just aren’t fit for living.
We’re not going to take it.
There’s a limit to a man’s patience and everyone knows that.
What we’re asking
for is humanity!
We’re asking to be allowed to live like human beings.
How can you tell me that it’s too much to ask to be a human being?