"A" is like a different type of animal No brick road, no zip code Xanadu Family, his and-what-army party in the panic room Before he meet the man he feed his hands into the scramble suit
Glam channels wake up in a fantasy dismantled We´re championing vandals over Andy with the Campbell´s He the cold-hearted old guard, Holy Ghost crowbar The postcards only know Crayola, no Rose Art Ill communication aside I´ll kick a train off a bridge, I´ll smack a plane out the sky I´ll throw a car into the ocean, no one waving goodbye Place bets, eight heads and the radio flyin´ The kid Tobacco is a face in the fire on the fucking mountain The bass is like a struggle of defiance Love and power for Bettys and headhunters Techies and chess-clubbers All I do is eat bread and check suckers
Nobody safe, chump, black plague, railguns Cache of your rat snakes coiled up in the bass drum Dug graves with over-the-hill skate punks Failures and flakes in the brain trust, pay up, ayy My Bugs Bunny tunnel-out is perfect Don´t be there when we bubble to the surface, usurpers I pay the rent in pennies and ride off into the ether On a donkey painted like a zebra, take me to your leader Detox, re-tox, see how he seesaws Mistletoe a misanthrope, stick-and-poke sea dogs You can´t imagine all the misery we leap frog I make rap, I ain´t a motherfuckin´ peacock Death raft floating out to sea
Under a single flaming arrow down to overcook the meat And if a silhouetted man is seen emerging from the flames You should probably treat him different even if he look the same He isn´t
I make a mean Suicide Big Gulp, sick pup Google eyes splinter off the unified witch-hunt War and love, hailing from the home of the Anthora cup And 40 nights of failures out to plagiarize the formula Been seen petty spoils void steady acumen I´d rather be avoided, a voice of the Voynich Manuscript, boy-o Type to give a name to a sword
The skulls of his landlords hang from his horse Medium kahuna, strange force around him Houndsmen scrounge for a sirloin to pound thin I play my chess with undomesticated groundlings We spend our afternoons forgetting how to downshift "Aes ain´t here, man," "Aes, I can tell it´s you" "Tell it´s me from over there, this ain´t a fuckin´ petting zoo" Brain cells peacing out, dentures in a Dixie cup Devil trying to keep me down, somebody pick me up
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