And the lil boy stared into the eyes of the night
Button collects price of his time
Lil girl glared sheets of denial
Bullet connects to the price of her crime
 [bad word] 
What have we said?
Wasnt it their bed?
What of our presence
Havent we payed penance
For the nuguns

Verse 2

Now the little boys sees [bad word] the eyes of the delight
Levers erect note of his rhyme
Little girl bled sheets of the night
Lovers connect at the price of his dime
 [bad word] 
What have we said?
Wasnt it the bed?
What of presence
Havent we payed penance
For the nuguns
For the nuguns