FORGE

the heavy measure did em in
the message couldnt be missed
the head was on a stick
where it belonged
my february never ends
it isnt long
that pinch of salt ya mix threw ya biscuits off
im on my off foot i pick apart the defense with the triple cross
silver hearts a spliff for ya scars jog my memory, what isnt ours? slivers of God ad infinituum

i gather u didnt hunt at all, we circle in like hawks
all them niggas lunch
took time off i aint know niggas still would suck
permafrost pimpin protocol ice cold like andre benjamin
im playin bae im still in love with u lets get in the tub
jaws aint big enough for all

what you bit off ill keep the key to ur heart for incidentals
tunnel vision stuck like barnacles on whats proppin the big picture up
stick along for the ride long enough we ending up fine for once finally fuck
the heavy measure did em in
the message couldnt be missed
the head was on a stick
where it belonged
my february never ends