Lyrics:
seasoning
Last of the line at an honest day's toil
Turning the deep sod under
Flint at the fetlock, chasing the bone
Flies at the nostrils plunder
animal is jettisoned
Legs furiously pumping
Their stiff green gallop
And heads bob up
Poise
Delicate
Pause
Consent
In mute nostril agony
Carefully
animal is jettisoned
Legs furiously pumping
Their stiff green gallop
And heads bob up
Poise
Delicate
Pause
Consent
In mute nostril agony
Carefully
animal is jettisoned
Legs furiously pumping
Their stiff green gallop
And heads bob up
Poise
Delicate
Pause
Consent
In mute nostril agony
Carefully
Tony doing time for what he did to nostrils
Paranoid mind I'm still under the watchful
Eye of the law, aspire for more
Those kilo's came we give you
smashed in
And his heart cut out
And his liver removed
And his bowls unplugged
And his nostrils raped
And his bottom burnt off
And his penis
in they nostril, the blocks is hostile
There's no pots to piss in, Glocks is spittin'
Rocks cookin underground bodies stiffin, cops look at bird shit
as I suspected
It's some big fat hermaphrodite with a Flock-Of-Seagulls haircut and only one nostril
Oh man, I hate it when I'm right
So anyway, he
seasoning
Last of the line at an honest day's toil
Turning the deep sod under
Flint at the fetlock, chasing the bone
Flies at the nostrils plunder
Sloppy Joe's, bulk waffles
Got caught picking my nose, ah
Look over see these two hot ho-
Finger still up one of my nostrils
Right next to 'em stuck
briefly watch the horseman ride
Then you quickly run inside
The rider's weapons gleam
And the horse's nostrils steam
There's no time to reflect
Who
grabbing my nostrils?
Fuck that, I'll battle 'em all, I'll battle a mall
I'll stand there and yell that at a wall
Until the mannequin doll scatter
two hot hoes
Finger still up one of my nostrils
Right next to 'em stuck at the light
The fucking shit's taking forever to change
It's stuck, these
Godless, hallowin' the gods that is counterfeit
We live from 'de party o' 'de dearly departed'
The darkness is flowing from my nostrils
We're so
nostrils', says Master McGrath.
Well the hare she led on just as swift as the wind
He was sometimes before her and sometimes behind,
He jumped on her back
ain't wanted anymore
White lightning is the horse I ride, pedal to the floor
He blows fire from his nostrils and runs like Man-O-War
Someday we both
Gods down babe
Their flesh and blood for you too real
The wine that flows from their nostrils
Too red
Their master strokes too fundamental
Their
razor sharp darts be like cold stares
The smell of fear makes my nostrils flair
Truth or dare
Ask yourself can you compare
To these niggas in the hood,
wants to be sober? Gross
I foam like a Doberman, mouth open, I overdose
Put coke up my nostrils, in both my holes, and I plug my nose
My pupils
really loved here but I'm still a hostage
Two personalities check the posture
Smoke out the mouth, clear out the nostrils
Think of death then life
Ladies and gentlemen
May I have your attention, please?
Are your nostrils a-quivering, tingling
As well at that delicate, luscious ambrosial
On the block with a block out (ugh)
Hit your ass with that bla-kow
Dope enough to go in yo' nostrils (yeah)
I take your girl and kidnap her ('nap her)
Feed
a poncho, woo
Straight Indian like Tonto, yeah
Burn that bitch down like Banto, yeah
Then I get wild like a bronco, woah
No white snow in the nostril (no)
seasoning
Last of the line at an honest day's toil
Turning the deep sod under
Flint at the fetlock, chasing the bone
Flies at the nostrils plunder
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