Verse I

They say you gotta pile ends 'til the vile end
My mind bends on this lonely mile stylin'
The sidewalk ends, your bride walks in
Killer pride homicide chalks another victim
Reaper picked him rent he couldn't make
All his girl wanted was a house by the lake
Cupid makes mistakes the typical affliction
Steady chasin' fiction broken dreams and wishin'
Her man's gone fishin' he wasn't too sane
Not enough loot the everyday refrain
The Charles Darwin strain The Citizen Kane Game
Power equals pleasure the measure still the same
Exile on a plane discover new terrain
Forget about the shame and all of the blame games
The Beethovain who's never chasin' fame
Classically trained to help relieve some pain

Chorus:
When violence leads to violent mindset
I'm a speak up not silent reminded
The what, the why, the when The No Smile Then
Go ahead and live your life til' The Vile End
The Vile End, The Vile Vile End
The Vile End, The Vile Vile End
Go ahead and live your life til' The Vile End

Verse II

A job with no ceilin' my soul they ain't killin'
Cue up the Tosh, the Dylan or Madvillain
Wish that I could say there was no hard feelins
Out of left field a Sicilian with a chillum
Dreams of NPR This American Trife
Scars and faded stars shattered plexiglass life
Your man to the end you bipolar friend
Every second verse I end up switchin' pens
Broken transmission where to begin again
All these pitfalls 'til your Wake like Finnegan
Crack a jilted grin when craftin' an ill hymn
Him ill at whim with Tales as dark as Grimm
Reality sets in the land of let's pretend
Bouts I lost them 12 rounds depression
No vacation but gems let's trade them
Topics to trend won't hold my breath 'til then

Verse III

Some dreams go to die inside a Rubix Cubicle
Corporate torture tactics bamboo to your cuticle
Pay sliding scale to that you said beautiful
Now your boss voice sounds like a cue to kill
Fuel ill will you Break Bad in meth labs
Cook up cruel product take stabs with ink jabs
Dis Slum Village, watch the quill pillage
Drink in hand Pakistan careful not to spill it
Stratavarius Flows Battle Nefarious Foes
Splatter various prose scatter scariest crows
The Drowned In Sound ground and pound mixed partial artist
High Grade Pay Grade Found spliff spark this
Skills are inherited the Method is Suzuki
Ichiro play the field root for me or shoot me
Stand accused if you choose never pleading guilty
And when they say get rich you better make it filthy