Lyrics:
on the ship shape and bristol fashion snuck a jammy through the red tape and tip toe past him. Worm teeth grinding feverishly below, as little organic hacksaws
alone I fear
Come and see my mental home movies
I never am the star - the villain though by far
A good day can slowly waste away
And all that it takes
Maybe she's lucky like she struck the lotto
Snuck by an otter, swim up a little farther
What is my purpose, what if I jump to the surface
The sunlight
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
Clench my teeth until they're broken
Close my eyes so you don't notice
By the spit
By the spit
And now I'm sinking to the depths
Something goes for my last
Yeah, I pop a xan, and I pop your mans
And I pop out on the scene
Look at my neck, look at my wrist
You know my shit go bling
I been' pulling them
Issa lick
Issa lick
Standing by the pay phone issa lick
Issa lick issa lick
I was running thru the city
Wit my main bitch
Traphouse gon stay lit
Chained onto me
My adolescent dreams
Pulling, dragged me deep
All my body exposed
Marked up by your shadows
Tighten up
Numb your senses
No fairness
Issa lick
Issa lick
Standing by the pay phone issa lick
Issa lick issa lick
I was running thru the city
Wit my main bitch
Traphouse gon stay lit
Chained onto me
My adolescent dreams
Pulling, dragged me deep
All my body exposed
Marked up by your shadows
Tighten up, numb your senses, no
to the G-code, speaking to hoes with my teeth froze
I peep hoes like a peephole, cause I'm sneaky I sneak hoes
Like a thief out of the clothes, and they don't even
apart
Nothing but silence escapes your mouth
As you hang still
Suspended by the wild vines
Voices grow louder and louder
Deafening
Sickening
Filled with
on a delirious tip
Ya, I hold a rag but not to bang
I use it to hold all of
The hair out of my face
And without pulling out my fangs
I talk the talk
And if it's
tranquilizer
Because I had to deal with a money-hungry miser
Had a 'caine-filled Kool with my man Rush Rush
Saw my teeth fall in the sink when I started
Traumas headed to the surface seeking
It's really No wonder I would look for father figures
Every other season
I'm such a degen falling to pieces
Going nuts
I'm afraid that once I tell you what feelings will surface,
I hope you know I never chose to get pregnant on purpose,
And if you decide you wants
EL-P Speaking:
Is there anyone close.. by.. who can listen to this?
And who can see it.. plain as day
Look how it FALLS down
Falls down upon
Remnant from the site of a long-forgotten ritual
Surrounded by the signs of a soul sadistic and cruel
An omen lurking beneath my conscious mind
your weekend get
Della Reese I'm beasting shit
Now shut up ho and eat this dick
Call your friends and we can get
A Ménage just like Nicki is
Baby by me
shot, bitch
Let's fuck up the program
Get stopped by cops, smoking on Rosecrans
Make a little cash
They wanna put me in a toe tag
Thrown and locked in
And I will not wait until midnight
I know this now's the death of me
Too long your slithering voice underneath
Dead songs and gnashing teeth
Cry all
metal horses
Drown in black bubble gum
Mother flex your surface muscles
Clean it up for the race to come
Roll in the golden age
As foretold by the seer
by the fact
Nigga's telling too much
It's a shame how these nigga's
Always jelling in such
You can't handle the truth
The words that we speak
It's time
to the consumer world.
Touch the surfaces smooth the veneer,
While three-quarters of the world starves.
What do you care?
The glitter continuing to glitter
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