Lyrics:
infant in a plastic box
Shedding incubator tears
She doesn't know yet what a comet does
You're approaching even as you disappear
"We used to have
the incubator
My life is droppin heron, at the sharon
Lookin, death dead on
Knowin I was dead wrong
From the sad songs, have you been to my city?
If you ain't got
from incubator
I'm not a rocket science put away the calculator
I just don't like what I see
I think we're heading to the precipice
From way back
Mother was an incubator
Father was the contents
Of a test tube in the icebox
In the factory of birth
My name is 905
And I've just become alive
babies, I snatch em out they incubators
Attach them to respirators, they breathin hard like Darth Vader
Hard as candy and suck like Now or Laters
After
the incubator
That's how we do it pana, hardcore, no more goo-goo ga-ga
Oh, I'm sorry papa, was you the dada?
I'm the wrong one to fuck with
Fuck with me
the stench when a nigga's pushin the six
We could take it to that extent, wait a minute, let 'em vent
Vicious niggaz incubators, shit could made it then
the incubator
Cross fade to the right while I slide to the left
There's something coming over me controlling every breath
Gasping for air my fears burn through
slap me then I started crying
Couple hours later I'm in a incubator
A bit bigger than an A4 sheet of paper
Loads of people kept coming up to me
Earth, Our home incubator of life
Through our lines of life
Your recover the knowledge
Hidden with our bodies and earth, herself
To raise our
in the grave; our common grave
One foot in the grave; our common grave
Coffin shaped incubators
Take us one step closer to our doom
Self inflicted
I have to do now
Don't wanna hear about that ""women's fate""
My womb belongs to only one person
And that's me
I'm not the baby incubator
Me
If want
When I came into the world
foundations of the universe have trembled
Grown in the incubator
with steel umbilical cord
I released the first cry
haters in the form of devastators
Breaker breaker one nine to locate you
The power of the maker - the procreator
Shogun, the midnight sun incubator
breath, hot off the incubator
Existential crisis averted, step out the emulator
What separates us is you gossip at the dinner table
I don’t even stop to eat
Y'all should've seen my indicators
Put my seed in incubators
I'm J Dahmer; you meat n taters
Stick wit the family like Manson
Bite ya like Ted no Danson
Cayenne-a, I’ve been home all along
I’ve been home
Try another day, incubator laid a color egg
For an arm or leg, rolling over just to save a friend
On lichen
senses with holographic incubator
Empowered by Terragonian bionic enhancements
There is only one being
That can stand him
And strike him down
From his
Now begins
The final nail's descent
Into the wooden incubator
We watch in awe
The burning tail
Trailing on like strings of words or data
Son, where
with an inhalator
Yo procreator just s**** in yo mother's incubator
Investagator and Interrogator but never no negotiator
Trail Vader on false data
Shat out the coldest of incubators
Angelic child
The soulless gaze of a true believer
Warps Mommy’s smile
Wrapped in swaddling clothes
Lying in first
fucking happen
Who are you
Where am I
Who am I
They call me actuator mister fuckin' ultimatum never had a mother
So I grew up in an incubator
Broken shells
weeks later
My wife is adored
As a pretty incubator
As God did the forming
Of a pretty little baby
The second ultrasound
Had revealed a little lady
an incubator
Cause I got a passion for fashion
And they all want a piece of the action
But I ain’t got time
I’m catching a flight
Ya see
The queen said I’m
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