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A Rapper Darkly
by On Parchment
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Where these roaches coming from?
Flakes under fingernails
Torch an ogre, run and gun
Dummy up, sucka
Tuck another cap under that
Tongue waggling
Another rap slapped from these
Multiple faces
Most of it tastes like
The dust on a scythe blade
Guppy to great white
Chum in a sine wave
Now the doctors are getting irate
Why wait for the split-brain
Try to mitigate it with a dinner plate
Of corpus shavings
Colossal, ain't it
Think of all the awesome savings
Bridge a hemisphere?
I'd rather pop and off a savior
Rotoscope it and show it off later
Sipping on the nectar of a pale blue flower
Tied down by an unholy power
And I'm running off the rails
Running off at the mouth
Hopped up on the "Substance D"
I feel something squeezing
The cerebral part of me
Pardon me
I steal something green from your dresser
I lean towards the pressure
To ease this depression
Quit handing me a lesson
I don't want that
Know the voices in your head never talk back
They only talk straight at you
Radio static is automatic and impromptu
I never see the bigger picture
With the ether getting thicker
In the middle of a quandary
With all the dirty words I've written
While I'm sitting in my kitchen
Y'all been sifting through my laundry
I try to keep it hella simple but a dimple in my cerebellum
Telling me to get whack
So this admission of a symptom is a written catalog
Of all the minutes I don't get back
Sipping on the nectar of a pale blue flower
Tied down by an unholy power
And I'm running off the rails
Running off at the mouth
Lord have mercy on me
Where these roaches coming from?
Flakes under fingernails
Torch an ogre, run and gun
Dummy up, sucka
Tuck another cap under that
Tongue waggling
Another rap slapped from these
Multiple faces
Most of it tastes like
The dust on a scythe blade
Guppy to great white
Chum in a sine wave
Now the doctors are getting irate
Why wait for the split-brain
Try to mitigate it with a dinner plate
Of corpus shavings
Colossal, ain't it
Think of all the awesome savings
Bridge a hemisphere?
I'd rather pop and off a savior
Rotoscope it and show it off later
Sipping on the nectar of a pale blue flower
Tied down by an unholy power
And I'm running off the rails
Running off at the mouth
Hopped up on the "Substance D"
I feel something squeezing
The cerebral part of me
Pardon me
I steal something green from your dresser
I lean towards the pressure
To ease this depression
Quit handing me a lesson
I don't want that
Know the voices in your head never talk back
They only talk straight at you
Radio static is automatic and impromptu
I never see the bigger picture
With the ether getting thicker
In the middle of a quandary
With all the dirty words I've written
While I'm sitting in my kitchen
Y'all been sifting through my laundry
I try to keep it hella simple but a dimple in my cerebellum
Telling me to get whack
So this admission of a symptom is a written catalog
Of all the minutes I don't get back
Sipping on the nectar of a pale blue flower
Tied down by an unholy power
And I'm running off the rails
Running off at the mouth
Lord have mercy on me
