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Paper walls with my brand new home appliances
Unending calls from the home association scientists
Walk the talk and see all of my lovely friends
A time machine
This humble home appliance
Is a time machine
I can't believe my eyes

We made a time machine
A simple little microwave
Is somehow
asks what's the science?
Stay on my job without one, been a home appliance
I live the dream and my nightmares helped me out the Mightest
Touch
way, I earn it. bite by bite, I'm slowly...)
(losing all my best friends, never seems to hurt until I go home)
(unemployed appliance be relied on, did
a stain
So take your Sunday songs and shove it

Hey now, my baby, maybe now we're free
With the appliance of science
We can be anyone we want to be
Drink from bottle when I home alone
Spank the kids with a fork
Run the appliances high-speed all day
Switch stations every 5 seconds

We are
V1
    Sometimes in the evening
    I call and she's not home
    I can't stand the silence
    So I turn on radios

    I need the guidance
and I marinate
I'm irritated, you 'bout to meet a scary fate
And come home to find yourself starin' straight
Into a fuckin' barrel like Sharon Tate
Home Team in the motherfuckin' house?) No question! 

It's the world's famous (M.O.P.) Firing Squad 
(Is Home Team in the motherfuckin' house?) No
fiends, appliances
Alcohol intake, overdose of the big quake
Overdose of that dopness make the bridge break
V-Town, central walk
Serve dope
Looked at home boy yo, your bitch is mine
Had a little knife, tried to flick his shine
Had a big gat, click clack, hit recline
Don't ever complain, over
the nine, yup skip the line
Looked at home boy yo, your bitch is mine
Had a little knife, tried to flick his shine
Had a big gat, click clack, hit recline
every home
Lead a blue screen, bruised dream canopy
Victim of the cursed nursed Technicolor drunk support team

Ooh, I love all advertisements
Though
Quick to grab a chicken head and clutch by the neck-uh
Double decker, hoes on my Woody Woodpecker
Niggas call me Grind say that I'm a home wrecker
Quick to grab a chicken head and clutch by the neck-uh
Double decker, hoes on my Woody Woodpecker
Niggas call me Grind say that I'm a home wrecker
Quick to grab a chicken head and clutch by the neck-uh
Double decker, hoes on my Woody Woodpecker
Niggas call me Grind say that I'm a home wrecker
the wires 
Animals distracted with bottles and cans 
This sales pitch feels like home 
Who would want to tell the difference? 

We are a city of drones 

My
all the bitches admire us
Hustlers who made miracles with them kitchen appliances
I can tell a killer, and I know you puss
I'm sending hits, got my
Home to eat food covered in nothing good served 

In purple plasticwear the orchestra isn't craving 
Our attention it sparks the active chords
the code of silence, as I rose in violence 
My mathematics makes sense if you know the science
I kidnap you and electrocute you with an old appliance
You
and I ain't came out of my pocket since
See all these chicks wanna get with me
Because the 6 got more appliances than Circuit City

[Chorus - 2x]
home try'na act meaner
Ya' nickname in Attica was Tina
Try'na act tough'll only leave ya' eye crooked
Gimme the crack and tell ya' boss I took it
Quick to grab a chicken head and clutch by the neck-uh
Double decker, hoes on my Woody Woodpecker
Niggas call me Grind say that I'm a home wrecker

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