Lyrics:
the staph
I always had the gift of gab ailens gave me the gift of math our souls ar tied cant get them back
Theres oil by the fuckin border conspiracy theory
is the church
Ten virgins five were foolish
Who didn't have the oil in their lamps
At midnight the bridegroom called out
They didn't enter because
sound bitten single-issue congressmen
Spoon-fed by ALEC lobbyists and fossil money
Ex-governors with Russia vision
Gay frog hollerers with snake oil
getting older
By the pool there lies a goddess draped in oil and strings today
She looks about the shape and size of those I used to play
But I'm weary
twenty-five words
And uh, I couldn't do it, I wrote out five pages
And uh, I have it here
It's uh, have it by accident, actually, ha
But-but I, I-I'd like
my niggas a kin to me
Regardless how it go down I still get ten a ki
Beware of my enemies, y'all remember me
Nike's with the low goose on and I've
with one bitch, leave with two
By myself at the top like cocoon
When I'm in the coupe I feel like a cocoon
Designer gifts red bottoms baboon
We
I put the name Microphones on the tapes I would make late at night after work at the record store. I was already by then a couple years deep into
here wanting
Just you by my side
Girl you're on my mind
Yeah you done did it
This feel like the beauty and a beast
Girl I'm trippin'
All my boys say I
signed by the most senators
An oil well burns five thousand miles away and you lose your home
Confidential info drips on skulls till it softens them
tribes
Up against the lies and bribes
Some in trucks from the east
On horseback too, must stop the beast
Talkin' bout your generation
Peace full protest,
a shelter
Out of blood and sweat and clay
I will raise up me and mine
Beat back the beasts
Keep Dark at bay
By Sword and Shield
Our pastures yield
Enough
Yeah
Levoy, The Martian
WEIRDOGang
BEAST MODE
X Rated
X Rated
X Rated
I call this shit X rated
I get a call whenever my ex faded
I decline it
He said, "No." "Well then, can you change the oil in a '76 Pinto?"
He said, "No." "Well can you rebuild a holly four-barrelled
Carburetor on a '69
Woodrow Wilson has his fourteen points
But Clemenceau turns to Lloyd George
And says "You know that
God himself had only ten"
Today I'm carried by a league
Wu original, true colors step from the melanin
The most high, most try, to get close by
And overthrow I, but choke, with they hopes up high
I
Wu original, true colors step from the melanin
The most high, most try, to get close by
And overthrow I, but choke, with they hopes up high
I
comprehended by the herds
Goin back to the days past the ol' gun phase
All stare in amaze or get caught with the rays
'Cause the X is like the master
Disgusted by my history and I can't even clear it
I had a crush on Haku
So I made fun of the queer kids
Didn't expect you to take
"Go kill yourself," so
Oil in their soil, so the story's not complete
vultures destroy cultures that walk on bare feet
Oil in their soil, so the story remains untold
kites
And the post modern empire is ended tonight
From history
The flood of counterfeits released
The black cloud
Reductionism and the beast
Automatons
a mind for crime, it's all disrespect
I'm a oil rig fire in the flesh, you're a lunchbox walking erect
Tasty treats from the lungs to the flesh
talking green, Walkin with a lean
Life ain't, Life ain't always what it seems
Never gave a fuck getting out my dreams
Beast Coast, we been here,
of a sudden sees]
[the sun reflected in a lake. Standing by it, he throws both of his eyes]
[into the depths. Now he will not need to stare down the beast
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