3 EB – Slow Motion lyrics

Miss jones taught me english
But I think I just shot her son
'cuz he owed me money
With A bullet in the chest
You cannot run

Now he's bleeding in A vacant lot
The one in the summer
Where we used to smoke pot
I guess I didn't mean it
But man you should've seen it
His flesh explode

Slow motion see me let go
We tend to die young
Slow motion see me let go
What another knows
Slow motion see me let go

Now the cops will get me
But girl if you would let me
I'll take your pants off
I got A little bit of blow
We can both get off

Later bathing in the afterglow
Two lines of coke
Got cut with drain-O
And her nose starts to bleed
A most beautiful ruby red

Slow motion see me let go
We'll remember these days
Slow motion see me let go
Urban life decay
Slow motion see me let go

And at home
My sister's eating paint chips again
Maybe that's why she's insane
I shut the door to her moaning
And I shoot smack in my veins
Wouldn't you

See my neighbor beating his wife
Because he hates his life
There's A knock to his fist as he swings
Oh man what A beautiful thing

And death slides close to me
Won't grow old to be
A junkie, white, old creep

Hollywood glamorized my wrath
I'm A young urban psychopath
I incite murder
For your entertainment
'cuz I needed the money
What's your excuse?
The joke's on you

Slow motion see me let go
Oh yeah
Slow motion see me let go
Ahhhh
Slow motion see me let go
Oooooh