| You've got a very soft vision of art | |
| You've got a deficit disorder of heart | |
| Thes are the wings of an endangered drum pattern | |
| This is the flight of the hapless, you've got it all backwards | |
| When KRUSH drops a f**kin city buster, I call it the crowd rapist | |
| Ace of base shitty compounded to drown faceless | |
| Out of the ground basics found in lost spaces | |
| Ashamed of its own bassline traces (that's pure hatred) | |
| Perhaps the internet feeds your village fright (right) | |
| I got the double ox wingspan dragon archetype tonight | |
| The part that reflects light, my razorblade kite | |
| F**k it..the rugged word, my immortal beloved | |
| Got you suckin off muppets for bisquick and contracts and shit | |
| Printed on the back of triscuits and served rectally | |
| (jesus this shit is giving me a headache, man) | |
| What a difference indifference can make | |
| My bad chemistry chalkes lines like little deranged johnny the terrain bum | |
| Borderline f**k ya soundbombing | |
| I'm heated like broke days with nothing but noodle ramon and water | |
| Water tainted, complaint filed time to transfer | |
| Take me out? transfer denied, answer supplied as: | |
| Stab em through the nipples with their own bitchy as rimshots | |
| I'm audio two basic combust with strange lust | |
| With modus opperandum in box than funcrush you box with soft touch | |
| So much slower than the whole scenery seems | |
| Moving through the plastiasine brackets backwards | |
| Afterburn full thrust monks react trackless | |
| Come to confront funk slugs with salt tactics | |
| Turn the farrah faucet on and burn em in their matress | |
| Murdered by a strange man in the basement of their building | |
| Time to build time to be brazen with can rasing | |
| The same faded disdain with a grain of insane patience | |
| Patent that, fire in the sky, cataract eyes | |
| This is nervous unnerving wordshit reported | |
| Fortnights of journey through | |
| Warning you secret pathfinder's the cast of bad sitcom | |
| The laugh track's added to the last cat shit on | |
| The audience claps like dillenger gun masonic rounds | |
| Falling down, trample the trespass sound | |
| Ample disress, amp'll get loud as terrets | |
| From banchee with a megaphone, me-me-me-megaphone | |
| Hold the frequency, hold it unevenly, unsheath the jihad blade | |
| And become animalistic authority walks the plan, thats implicit | |
| The shambles of the gifted, dismantled and imprisoned | |
| This is just a cf thought car derailed and resold as old feelings | |
| to those with false motion | |
| All potions, pour to parched hearts open | |
| Casted out, sold out in the open | |
| DJ f**kin Len'll leave the boom box dead | |
| DJ F**kin KRUSH'll make your children throw furniture | |
| Learning disabilities spring from the scene | |
| Like a recessive biter gene, ignited like a flare for all teams | |
| Tall beams broken, bring down the foundation | |
| Found in a pool of cess where the worms unnerve stations | |
| FM is just femenin breaks on rotation | |
| Company Floww hold the mic naked | |
| Famous (aside from murder touch) get with the once known divine style | |
| I enter like Asian, demented and god-like | |
| Odd mic clutched and chucked at glass structure | |
| Eat at that, bodies of martars and pump action | |
| Technospawn the last long-cock rhymer | |
| Get with it, spaceghost the force soul weapon | |
| Get with it, get got or got missing. | |
| You've got a very soft vision of art | |
| You've got a deficit disorder of heart | |
| Thes are the wings of an endangered drum pattern | |
| This is the flight of the hapless, you've got it all backwards |
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