Lyrics:
Telegraphic speech from copasetic homes
Spend it all in weeks the conversation's null
It seems to me you've known it all along
Cankerous teeth bled
maturates
...As the bacteria vitiates
...Tumours erupt
...With infestation of grubs
...Effervescing core
...Cankerous corpse
All is finally infested, unless we blossomed in the in the cankerous air
Then only hell can help us
I got off, just once, you were right
I admit
breaths
Their cankerous open maws murmuring
Give us back what have you stole
Who am i in this abysmal hole
A remnant of a drowning buried soul
Who am i in
from people is void
God is this life that I'm living pleasing in Your sight
Or am I just a cankerous sore?
Living like eternity is waiting on the other
of avarice
Of villains so cankerous
Or just wrong men
Wrong place wrong time
When circumstances
They decline
To hold it all inside your head
The living
cankerous
Creosote is leathery
Ash is moth-wing pasty
Skin is electric oil
Ice is frozen chalk
Steps are universes
Sleep is evaporation
Reading is mirroring
fuck the flames
It's my head you're clotting
Defining the plotting of my misery
One taste and you're a venomous lace of murderous cankerous clones
Born
All is finally infested, unless we blossomed in the in the cankerous air
Then only hell can help us
I got off, just once, you were right
I admit
Now everything is coming up cankerous roses,
It seems everything is coming down.
The bittersweet reality that gravity imposes.
It’s for me whom that
track cantankerous
You like a sore in the mouth thats cankerous
I'm here to flood you out cause you rancorous
Could make me sick
Social still prone
and weary. I'm anxious, cancerous cankerous. Heard the Poison Pen and almost vomited. Representin Brooklyn, but lovin' what Cube did. You look like Aretha
device Extruding meat with expertise Refining a cankerous heap To expose a delicatesse with grand rigour A protein loaded plat de resistance The maitre D
This old middle finger has grown fat and tired from flicking the bird
My mouth has grown cankerous from spitting dirty words
I feel like a strung
honor
This is all for you
Transcend
Fiasco!
Rubberneck passing motorist
Mangled till cankerous
Repair this tattered skin
Hold it in your hand
Getting tired of the same shit same shit
Always on my king shit, i bring this
Big Daddy Kane flip, im dangerous
Flow so cankerous, the game sick
into my pillow
With a cankerous shrug
There is air to be cleared
Space to be bridged
And bodies to mutually warm (and feel all over)
Don't put pressure
Is thoroughly molested,
Engorged with cankerous phlegm,
I've left you quite congested.
Grinding the dead into slaw,
As formaldehyde drips
into the venereal depths
A coital union with cankerous effects
Toxic passions, the rapture kills slowly
Skin is in
Ashes to ashes, genitals
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