running weed through downtown streets

dodging cabs with fuck to say

bet your ass don't hit concrete

man rolls in, you'll pay


the freakshow and geeks


pager blows up time to hit the streets

weave the traffic like a fuckin' lunatic

breathe the diesel almost got curbed

ill swing a chain through this fucks window


the freakshow and geeks


tracking numbers box it all

lead pipe law through it all

streetfights, early times, last call

hit tombs, tomb school


the freakshow and geeks


little slits of paper

start the day in colors way

burning down Ave. C

lacruix crew blow death away,

blow away yeah!

fuck yeah!


kickin' it in thompkins square

skin-up blue skies over shooting grounds

looking out for the cops

rolling through our park


my freakshow, i am the geek


i am the geek the geek freak... freak


i am the geek the freak of geeks, the freak of geeks