adolescent scuttlebutt  (sixxx and rot)

kourtnissixxx and johnrot collab.....      
     
     
adolescent scuttlebutt      
     
     
cautionary tale      
i'm one made of ale and failures      
stalemates with the skies      
another game of chess      
wit 666 on my chest      
coinci----dence?      
i'm not the type of guy to wash my feet nowadays      
i just fig the soap runs down there anyways      
i could wear a 5000 dollar jacket and a 10,000 dollar watch      
but find a peanut eminem in the couch      
while i'm lookin for the remote and pounce      
i could tell you gr8 party      
so glad you invited me and bounce      
i'm tryin to cop an ounce      
workin with this feel good mouse      
on my shoulder sayin get the fuck out      
and burn down this house
now      
the anathema takin pics of my good side      
this fetus should have gone good and died      
and it came with more punchlines      
b4 i tried to bridge the gr8 divide      
between pride,lies, and workaround sighs      
the sick kid who never wanted to believe it      
but now his semen      
has created another demon      
no more ground up god served at your favorite bistro      
or terms to give you holes you can leak through      
i'm tryin to give glasses      
to eyes that can finally see you      
heaven is fictitous      
and all these bitches      
spreading itches      
walkin around like they omniscient      
aren't care givers      
stand and deliver      
i wanna have this kid      
so hopefully we can share the transplant of it's liver      
     
children always seem to have a lil less of a pulse      
than us as adults      
less time to obsess over all of your faults      
used to play too much      
now all we do is talk      
     
     
This white horse of broken reins      
is foaming at the mouth      
and borderline lame      
maybe I drank      
just a little too much      
from a water of old #07      
ironically the number of heaven      
is leaving me stranded      
head of the line      
upon the Styx river bank      
but I'm a woman of transformation      
for fucks sake      
full of transgression      
from a typical possession      
shit      
I was haunted by apparitions      
until I got sick of shifting      
 through the bull      
tired of the faces from yesterdays mistakes      
of a demon that impregnates      
with residue traces      
in all the wrong places      
I'm incinerating it to ashes      
scorching as it lashes      
slowly becoming      
enlightened like a Phoenix      
i thought when i had a kid      
somebody would give me a pat on the back    
now when he comes out i hope he's listening to transplants      
gives me dap shoulder tap and a handslap      
does a handstand      
and says thanx for gettin me here mam     
     
     
children always seem to have a lil less of a pulse      
than us as adults      
less time to obsess over all of your faults      
used to play too much      
now all we do is talk      
used to play too much      
now all we do is talk