Is it love such as that which I exhibit for my practice The factor which then amalgamates the baits with straight-jackets and ROBES Huddled in brackets that blacken the average globe Xenophobe, loathe to modify the fly, feel this...
I call the notch in my wall for every stall every fifth marks lance diagonal to symbolize your downfall Drunky peasants, honor the shifty mega-drawn presents Slug a bolt one ceremonies of merit turned blood sport (Uh) Voted hella high seas, I freeze your mega dumb company Pumpin' out wise beads like, fly sneak-attacks on dry leaves DUNCED Crooked rumors turn zoomers when rookies talkin' Bad seeds blossom the wookie walk, hawkin' Let a sucker drift, I lift up every stone prone to find the point I which repelent signals ultimately bind When a pack of style mimics, tea my brains target the cluster I advance clutchin' the mic like, bullied a knuckle duster And a scent, your riddles yield a little plastic blend Fuck a badge, let 'em on five dancin' jig around the pig Figurin' year, I'll land a plane on leak stained trackers used in only the finest and post-modern terrain avers Once my breath is dispersed... My God, you think the heaven's touched the earth then Thirstin' a perch on a bursted curse But I don't, confide why to chose me Born, lasso down polaris, let the glow abuse me
OK I lay me down to sleep, creepin' a slumber under red skies Heads splittin', straight sippin' a drip of dead vibes It's red tides from here, stop and smell analog hell Clenchin' a stench of burnin' logics and a child where yearning optics...
Now someone's approached the robe, shaking like snow-globes Other sort safety in numbers, other's flows got towed under (yeah) Still another took a turn and crashed and burned while others flee But there will never be another startin' marvel like me See, there's a time when... rhymin'... Paint combined can't even manage to tell what the swell is, like Picture your imagery embelished with the hellish aspects of the swans for lone facets Soul crafted fact cats, boroughin', left parential tennants discouraged in Discussin' my foresees and flourishing, Uh! Searching, perching, poetic lead poison Poised, imploised to leak a little bit of boisture on your pride I'm a, animated style machine in a veening faulty production fueled by nicotine suction From tux in my carnivore to vipers in my garner You flash identify violent gene of species and class start to chuckle Buckle the architecture til it fell through Kill the survivors that raised the death of shock value By the time the pending settlements fully negotiated (yeah I'll...) I'll have put a sonic youth to get myself situated
So like sadly, my style spooks juveniles like Boone Radly Radically weak assume the colonel Kurtz in our platoon soon enough That's one bluff call, toughens the searcher Stuttering, emerging, gutter-urching, bursting
I live for the moment of truth when Big Willy rapper ackgnowledges failure and states "Goddamn my shit is trash" "It's time to let go", the tin man bangin' upon his chest to hear the echo Heartless kid, hollow compartments Be we the people of the united, starving artistic Militia keep movin' in order to form a more perfect union I'm clueing into the poison panoramics brew the panic situations It fucks a little with my briddle gift I tell myself "Stay" (Stay)... up high makin' my career of Sun and moon and star til they hand over the sky My de luxe is, fluxes, pivots to where the crux is Invade the town while village elders holler "Who the fuck's this?" He hip a cats, agravated trudge through the muds Quickin' ones, plots thicken like, coagulated blood Rugged serpentines climb, pebble the rock Let your pretty pink cloud nine expectations please you not I'm, Ae-fuckin'-sop Rock, might bizarro Propper application of the soul by my standard Candid once position from which instigations spawn And man, I plan to die with a mic in my hand, it's like...
Abandon all hope yo, abandon all hope, it's like Abandon all hope yo, abandon all hope...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
