Hell Is Round the Corner

(Oh) I stand firm for our soil
Lick a rock on foil
And they juice me, seduce me
Dress me up in Stussy

Hell is round the corner where I shelter
Isms and schisms, we're living helter-skelter
If you believe or deceive
Common sense says shouldn't receive
Let me take you down the corridors of my life

And when you walk, do you walk to your preference?
No need to answer 'til I take further evidence
I seem to need a reference to get residence
A reference to your preference to say

I'm a good neighbour, I trudge
So judge me for my labour
Lobotomy ensures my good behaviour
The constant struggle ensures my insanity
Passing the ignorance ensures the struggle for my family

We're hungry, beware of our appetite
Distant drums bring the news of a kill tonight (oh)
The kill which I share with my passengers
We take our fill, take our fill, take our fill

I stand firm for our soil
Lick a rock on foil
And they juice me, seduce me
Dress me up in Stussy

Confused by different memories, details of Asian remedies
Conversations of what's become of enemies
My brain thinks bomb like
So I listen, he's a calm type
(As I grow) and as I grow, I grow collective
Before the move, sit on the perspective
Mr. Quaye lay in the crevice, and watches from the precipice
Imperial passage (yeah)

Heat from the sun, some days slowly passes
Until then, you have to live with yourself
Until then, you have to live with yourself
(Oh, yeah)

I stand firm for our soil
Lick a rock on foil
And they juice me, seduce me
Dress me up in Stussy

Hell is round the corner where I shelter
Isms and schisms, we're living helter-skelter
If you believe or deceive
Then common sense says you will receive
Let me take you down the corridor (mm)

My brain thinks bomb like, bomb like
(Oh) my brain thinks bomb like, bomb like, bomb like
My brain thinks
Bomb like (mm)
Beware of our appetite (oh, yeah)

(Mm-mm)
(Oh, yeah)
(Mm-mm, mm-mm)
(Oh, yeah)