[Lyric] White Tar (The Bronx)

Baby's got cancer, looking for the answer
(For the answer)
She's got cancer, someone romance her
(Someone romance her)
She was one of a kind

Now she's perfected living on all the lies they injected
Now she's infected, staring at the scars that needed correction
It's not a habit she claims
She's got American eyes
Letting her body go, she's dead

Rejection, looking for direction
(For direction)
Gimme picture, gimme reception
(Reception)

The clean smell of sin
She's nervous at the hips
The car's right outside and I'm ready to go
Infected, living on all of the lies she injected
Now I'm infected staring at the scars in need of correction
It's not a habit, I claim
I got American eyes
Letting my body go, I'm dead

She's got cancer, looking for the answer
(For the answer)
She's got cancer, someone romance her
(Romace her)
She's got cancer, looking for the answer
(For the answer)
She's one of a kind

We got cancer, looking for the answer
We got cancer, looking for the answer
We got cancer, looking for the answer