[(-Follow The Leader-)] -- 2nd Part

[(-Seed-)]

Every day it gets a little harder, can't seem to get away.
I remember there's a certain place, a place I wish I'd stay.
I feel so lost within -- pressured, I'm headed for that day.
Just one thought in my head, really. Do I need this fame?

Every time, god damn, I look at my son, I see something I can't be.
Beautiful and care free, that's how I used to be.
Like some god damn fucking freak, I'm so pressured, I'm so weak.
Something takes a hold of me, something I can't believe.

I lay in bed at night and wonder, should I go on this way?
It's the only thing I really got for now, and it's called fame.

Every time, god damn, I look at my son, I see something I can't be.
Beautiful and care free, that's how I used to be.
Like some god damn fucking freak, I'm so pressured, I'm so weak.
Something takes a hold of me, something I can't believe.

So I see this face so innocent and fine... and so fine.
So I see this face and I realize it's mine.

Gibberish

So I see this face so innocent and fine... and so fine.
So I see this face and I realize it's mine.

Gibberish

Every time, god damn, I look at my son, I see something I can't be.
Beautiful and care free, that's how I used to be.
Like some god damn fucking freak, I'm so pressured, I'm so weak.
Something takes a hold of me, something I can't believe.

Like some god damn fucking freak!   (x4)

[(-Cameltosis-)]

Featuring Tre Hardson from The Pharcyde

Tre: Yeah.
I should've known it from the start what I was in for.
She drank a tin full, she copied, we exchanged some info.
Called her on the tele, conversation was sinful,
ain't playin' games, my game, retain the tempo.
And things, no shame, two sparks turned into flames.
Nymphos in the park, just dancin' in the rain.
Hook me with this fix, and look to drain my aim,
Some never retain what would then suck from your veins.

Tre: So baby I ask you...

Jonathan: What do you want from me? (x8)

Jonathan: You see this time, I cannot ever love another cunt.
You'll drink as slow ???, love twice and you'll get fucked.
You see this time, I cannot ever love another cunt.
You'll drink as slow ???, love twice and you'll get fucked.

Tre: Breathless, restless from the pain that passed,
a shame 'cause the game kept playin' me wrong.
Promise not to ever sing a damn love song,
until I realize who the fuck I am.
A man out of sync with his own program,
trying to find some kind of inner link.
A man out of sync with his own program,
trying to find some kind of inner link.

Tre: So baby I ask you...

Jonathan: What do you want from me? (x8)

Jonathan: You see this time, I cannot ever love another cunt.
You'll drink as slow ???, love twice and you'll get fucked.
You see this time, I cannot ever love another cunt.
You'll drink as slow ???, love twice and you'll get fucked.

Tre: Ahh yeah.
She's the epitomy of sweet misery,
the sweeter the stroke, the deeper the pain given.
There's an angel, angle sex-driven.
Dangerous sex kitten, warm as a mitten.
Fittin' like a glove, with abstract relations,
testin' all my patience, push comes to shove.
Emotional masturbation, fuckin' with my love,
fuckin' with my life, fuckin' all of the above.

Jonathan: You see this time, I cannot ever never love a cunt.
You'll drink as slow ???, love twice and you'll get fucked.
You see this time, I cannot ever never love a cunt.
You'll drink as slow ???, love twice and you'll get fucked. You see this time, I cannot ever never love a cunt.
You'll drink as slow ???, love twice and you'll get fucked.
You see this time, I cannot ever never love a cunt.
You'll drink as slow ???, love twice and you'll get fucked.

[(-My Gift To You-)]

There you were, my precious, not long ago.
Hidin' behind the shadows of your broken soul.

Why is it always you want something you can never have?
Why did you try to tempt me?
How could you be this way?

Your throat I take grasp. Can't you feel the pain?
Then your eyes roll back. Can't you feel the pain?
Love racing through my veins. Can't you feel the pain?
Can't you feel the pain? Black orgasms. Can't you feel the pain?
I kiss your lifeless skin. Can't you feel the pain?

There you were, my precious, with your broken soul.
Rubbing my crotch elated, taking control.

Why is it always you fuck up something you've always had?
Why did you try to tempt me?
How could you be so cold?

Your throat I take grasp. Can't you feel the pain?
Then your eyes roll back. Can't you feel the pain?
Love racing through my veins. Can't you feel the pain?
Yes, I feel the pain.
Your heart stops beating. Can't you feel the pain?
Black orgasm. Can't you feel the pain?
I kiss your lifeless skin. Can't you feel the pain?

Here I am, just a man.
Feeling pain, gives me life.
Relieving yours is my plan.
I'd do anything, just to see through your eyes.

Just to see through your eyes. (x7)
Just to see through your...

I hate you! Can't you feel the pain? (x7)
I HATE YOU!

Your throat I take grasp. Can't you feel the pain?
Then your eyes roll back. Can't you feel the pain?
Love racing through my veins. Can't you feel the pain?
Yes, you feel the pain.
Your heart stops beating. Can't you feel the pain?
Black orgasm. Can't you feel the pain?
I kiss your lifeless skin. Can't you feel the pain?
Can't you feel the pain?

Lifeless skin. Can't you feel the pain? (x4)

[(-Earache My Eye-)]

Featuring Cheech Marin
Additional vocals by Reggie "Fieldy Snuts" Arvizu

Cheech Marin: Dun nun nun, dun nun nun, DUN DUN DUN!

Ora Le!

My mama's talkin' to me,
try to tell me how to live,
but I don't listen to her
'cause my head is like a sieve.

My daddy, he disowned me
'cause I wear my sisters clothes.
He caught me in the bathroom
with a pair of pantyhose.

My basketball coach,
he done kick me off the team.
For wearing high heel sneakers
and acting like a queen.

Gonna tie my pecker onto a tree, to a tree.
Gonna tie my pecker onto a tree.

Fieldy: Gonna tie his pecker onto a tree.

Get your boogie on.

Go Head.

Cheech Marin: The earth is coming to an end
and I don't give a damn.
As long as I have my bitch,
oh I'm a fuck you.

It don't bother me,
if people think I'm funny.
'Cause I'm a big rock star,
and I'm makin' lots of money!

Money! Money! Money! Money!

Fieldy: Are you talking pesos?

Cheech Marin: Money, ka-ching! Ka-ching!
Ha ha ha ha ha ha!

Lots of money. (x3)
I'm so bloody rich!
Lots of money.
Lots of muthafuckin' money.
I get rich.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha!

I own shopping centers, and parking lots,
and stars, and all that shit!

Ha ha ha ha ha ha!

I own you! Ha! You too! You three!
For me, hee hee, hoh hoh.

Fieldy: Get your groove on.
Let's bring it back one more time, Jonathan.
Jonathan on them drums, getting ever slower.
More groovin', slow that shit down crazy slow.
Come on. Death. Right here. Slow. Ah!
Don't give a fuck, break it out.
You even know Boy George is on heroin.
We don't give a fuck.
Rick James is in the crack house.
I'm fuckin' paying, that's all that matters.
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ahh, ha, ha, ha!

The bomb is a fuckin in the house!
Loco! Ooooh ahhh oooo!
Gimme some!

Cheech Marin: Ha ha ha ha ha ha!