I have, I hold the key, to nothing, it's a small Murder, murders in the hands, of motion, as It seems to be No more doors No more locks No more windows No more box

Sit back, relax, just ease your mind, just ride You are now watching MADtv Real niggas do not deserve pussy Meaning it's more, you see right through walls Ain't talkin' about pussy Meaning you deserve the whole box of chocolates Forrest Gump had a lot

Ain't nothing sacred anymore Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah And by the way, you know that hope Will make you strange Make you blink, make you blink Make you sink It will make you afraid of change Enough to blame the box with the view of the world And