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keystylin for the sake of  absent focus

botched abortion  
this naggin boss rides my get high  
like a shit fly  
trying to cop a new nugget  
fuck it  
if necessity is the mother of invention  
than the complexity of my imperfections  
is not gonnna be the death of me  
just a petty thief to my depth perception  
while i get arrested  
 for illegally transporting depression and pestilence    
i'll set the presidence for the precibus  
 
 vocabulary wars and verbal methodology  
fluids bodily  
vomit,feces,apologies and apostrophes  
that's all that seems to come out of me  
 
mad dog 22  
a couple of quaaludes and i'm paying gay dudes  
to dress up like one of those kkk fools  
and parade through telling the grand wizard to stay cool  
flies in the ointment again  
killin smiles with a ball point pen  
a couple joints and some henn  
back to the point all love is dead  
two rotting hookers under my bed  
leather face, sam giancanna and the feds  
all have asthma attacks when i share what's in my head  
a piggy bank full of scabs in the shed  
just trying to save my own skin  
 
vocabulary wars and verbal methodology  
fluids bodily  
vomit,feces,apologies and apostrophes  
that's all that seems to come out of me  
 
here's to the unemployed,uninspired and unenlightened  
those who aspire to ride the lightning  
any bitch with tattoos and big tits  
that gets my dick harder than formica  
i'm not gonna cut my hair,shave or stop rockin a chain wallet  
until i look like a biker lycan  
gangsta rap and metal heavier than a bison  
while i'm typing of a living stipend  
 
i've grown impatient  
spending too much time in this basement  
waiting for an earthquake and a savior  
to slip through the cracks in the pavement  
behavior of bereavement  
face it  
keep pacing until you have to take it  
like slinging protein shakes to an aids patient

vocabulary wars and verbal methodology  
fluids bodily  
vomit,feces,apologies and apostrophes  
that's all that seems to come out of me  
  
Written by johnrot
Published | Edited 9th Apr 2013
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