Lyrics:
beyond my business
For now
Mystical, magical, melodic RAP basket
Case of the comeback queen flippin' the casket
Bring me in for surgery, hand me
I left my heart in a wooden case
With chains and locks all around its base
I'm on my way to surgery
I'm as happy as a boy can be
Can be
I
I left my heart in a wooden case
With chains and locks all around its base
I'm on my way to surgery
I'm as happy as a boy can be
Can be
I left my
my surgery
Nanoman they let you wander
Like a child and then they fill you
Full of things, then you'll turn to
Nanoman
Atomic levels of vibration
Dark age in the endless strobing of fairy lights
Blind faith in the plastic spun idol of the self
Celebrate the mediocre
Survival of the best
Jackson
Are these bones in my face or some type of plastic?
I named my son Blanket, cuz when he was born
That's what he was tightly wrapped in
Stories
the whip start lashing[01:02.81]Strikes caught your back, have you wrapped up in plastic like geotrackers[01:06.57]You should look down your path cause wrath
all you dirty fucks
Smut Peddlers
[Cage]
See me on laserdisc fuckin your bitch
I-I-I, I coat my house in plastic cause I'm a health risk
My
features
The t-t-t-t-t-t-trouble is
It's just so obvious
I still see all the lines, of surgery remnants
Where you cut away
Left your flaws behind, in
of course
Even that dude who looked like Redman in the back of The Source
We did that surgery, fixed it when them tapes would unravel
Remember Juice
plastic, etrocities like these are drastic
Cut you open, shoved a spike in ya liver, your veins are like a river
Blood flowing through veins like roads
gonna think that I'm Jackson
Just got a new Barbie, ripped her out the plastic
I pulled out a Plan B, she thought it was magic
Pass her off to the team,
features
The t-t-t-t-t-t-trouble is
It's just so obvious
I still see all the lines, of surgery remnants
Where you cut away
Left your flaws behind, in
Monster
Monster
Come on pretty monster gimme
Hunky babe with her plastic boobs
And the poison in her skin
Bleeding stitches on the fresh cut
features
The t-t-t-t-t-t-trouble is
It's just so obvious
I still see all the lines, of surgery remnants
Where you cut away
Left your flaws behind, in
Spitting perfectly
Verses for all my worker bees
Mental as sharp as surgeries
Body reverse of Hercules
Peter Sparker picked a pencil, made a classic
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