Nigga don't lie

Swimwear where in there man
she's cameltoe for weeks im all geeked
its Greeks for sure though, the hoe
The submissive orgy in paris, it'll stare us
you new dicked fuckshit i'll pick up sticks for your ass
and you'll pass while i file down your teeth into beating stakes
eggs over easy please me, it's pancake shakes
your fat ass serves up an earthquake on bake im shaking

Crack soap still hope on ropes misanthropic

Solo bladder at times, a lone liver involved
Metabolic enzymes racing to cease
Close off throat, neckshield shun shock treatment
colored and collared to tying trees, pay late fees please
Plaque of opaque piece of pleasant priest
Stoned to death, high on man
Right on a left hand light, turn light
Survival anti skills antidrug metaphysics pills
put a plow in tow man you'll go home to a new loan
Breakfast bin a friend to men, slowly buffet buffering
A new shroud in shrooms, gloomy tale of nothing new
Solitude, longitudinal and ordinal, numerical value
a virtue de facto, manufacturing mean, i'll show you

Satisfactory producing agony, play til your bones are breaking
Stacking a house out of ligaments tendons the tenants go
scrolling a skin across thousands of pins, an anarchy biased dish of desire
i am a plier, plying your teeth out of comfortably sensitive gums
and the chewing, much to your spewing, eroding a new coat of enamel away
out of new taste, to make haste and a camelbump road
a new toad made prince of a palace in glass, a chalice past
a present, a presentation of the nation at large, you're in charge
got a blast on the backs of all my friends, yall know it, suiting trends
and suites for honeymoon manners, fuck your new gf in the next room

Marketing poses

Nicotinic nighttime regulations, over cold temperature
homeostatic shock, cling-on lingerie
Lager brewstone better thrown to a king
I own mean, wear a wristbadge says you cut me up
Time to roam in bloody throne, the poultry blown
Cut up accessory mall wardrobe chalice a palace
punch's drunk on pontius punk, painted fence future tense
place it safe on play out mace, lace division skin
turn blind eyes to better beats of bitter briefs
peasant pheasant a wishbone pleasant sour

Bleed tax, a pathogenic voice in bed
Praytell paladin spell it, so many words confederate
Trimming beards on bratwurst, it's worse if you bake it
Oh blow a seed into sketchy leads, atlas mouth
Steadfast heads on rolling shoulders
Proudest folders, foddering flow, airplane depot
Bate enough just to rate em up
Orgasm in open space, a rocketship embrace
Closest invasion persuasion, documentation
It's not the loneliness compelling, its expelling
The two sides fighting to become one, spun
Downloading app, ply to pry a light a pin
Open nose face makes for worst cake taste

Back Home
Feels weird
I'll miss the free happy hours and the amount of sleep i didnt get coating up on my eyelids
Freeways in LA and screaming manic man at In-N-Out
The Embassy in Phoenix
amazing

Showdown in a shattered house

A hero at the edge
A tall skyscraper
The people of this city below
Who have turned their backs
The law with its gun ready
'Irreconcilable differences'
'A vigilante we can't allow to continue'
They've set themselves up for invasion
The failure stained on their hands
Our hero makes his way through the crowds
Dodging bullets on his way
to face his archenemy
The creature he was made to face
In spite of everything he does
They won't let off the trigger
Do or die in this day and age
Their last hope
His last chance

A weekend living in infamy

An ideology
solely based on misery
A discourse
written on your insecurities
Your diction
A symphony of syntax
Semantics
preaching to fanatics
Antics
analytical mind tricks
Your sense of tact
spreading lies you'll later retract

A misfortune left to many
An heiress of decadence
the queen seeking amnesty
the citizens cannot forgive or forget

Investigate, Instigate, Incinerate

Never thought you'd decay
or that I'd be around to see the day
Your eiffel tower burning in an hour
Paris is inviting her into its loins
between two legs you're wearing like a scarf
taste the infestation of 10 fold guilt
and the juices of despair
this is the end of the ride
the part where you pull out your hair
when you know it's too late
she has you strapped to a bomb
and tied to an airplane
Oh call to god, how did I fucking get here?
What's next?
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