1. |
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This is
our finest day
down there...
down there...
down
there...
the shivers
disappear
a perfect cortex hard to find
the shape of your skull is the shape of your
mind
you keep on preaching weaker axioms
our kosher money bribes the heavens
you smell
of worms
i smell
of pigments
down there...
you keep on preaching weaker axioms
our kosher money bribes the heavens
wrap the viper body around your forehead
five across the eyes
and then you'll beg
then you'll beg
and then
you smell
of worms
i smell
of pigments
down there...
black canopy
beneath a subtropic sun
rotting/
rotting/
rotting/
rotting/
i'm pure without a shadow of a doubt
take the coin and let me out
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2. |
Minoxiville
03:05
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a thousand acres of furry dreams
are waiting for my smart investment
the phantom island of manhood is where my
family will thrive
throw away the doubts
and shake that greasy hand
when nature sets to hairless mode
as written in my genetic code
spray twice every day
to kick the shame away
I wear the hairy crown
like Samson,man of the sun
Minoxiville, the place i call home
away from all suburban mediocrity
surrounded by our secret love
say no to the man at 65
away from all tough luck and broken hope
all replaced with the sacred fantasy of real estate
a thousand acres of furry dreams
are waiting for my smart investment
the phantom island of manhood
is where my family will thrive
on the hill, the chateau
guarded by 12 bald eagles
my goal is to own it before i die
and spit on your barren heads from the sky
from the sky
(the reason why
i chose to buy)
when nature sets to hairless mode
as written in my genetic code
spray twice every day
to kick the shame away
I wear the hairy crown
like Samson,man of the sun
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3. |
Reptile Smuggling Ring
03:33
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wild in the sewers
creeping in the streets
sometimes it gets you down
sometimes it lifts
I left myself on the edge of the river styx
alone i swim to the other side
high voltage heart
the omnivore is down
a little luck, a little time
my new ideas are embraced
my holes i fill with human waste
you have the consistency of a jellyfish
you can't even walk or sail
i have the patience of a nurse
in a 40 hour shift
high voltage heart
the omnivore is down
a little luck, a little time
my new ideas are embraced
my holes i fill with human waste
all true adventurers are like that
all true adventurers are like that
every now and then i hear airstrikes and all i get is zero likes
every now and then i hear airstrikes and all i get is zero likes
:(((((
high voltage heart
the omnivore is down
a little luck, a little time
my new ideas are embraced
my holes i fill with human waste
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4. |
Bagel Face
01:49
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i came from far away
with a ball and a chain
swollen lips are purple
now
drag me to hell
lightning bolts and stimulant liquids
bullets blaze like a glowing vein
your face is a melting pot
of our secret campaign
the odor spreads to the 13th floor
bagel face
you're such a bore
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