inhale the stale aroma
hotel
catacomb
home sweet home away from home in my padded cell
swell day to be itchin for a new drug
when something’s out to kill you just you don’t have a clue what
got suited trooped up at the rendezvous cut
raindanced with these robots just to watch they moves rust
bust it sunday mornin easy as shoplifting at flea markets
concrete submarines goin deep talk about hard ships.
I can’t be held accountable i never received shit
but transmissions beyond your comprehension so why mention it
keep your dissention kick
stick and move like i still got shit to prove to you and mr. magoo
about this music that you’re listenin to
please
that’s quite enough from the peanut gallery
still live like a king on a jester’s salary
fuck you and your plagiarized normality very loudly
you mealy mouthed mossback mortals
get your monophonic monologues tapped out like morse code
they slow it down to speed it up
they know the who don’t need the what
you catch the best diseases in the lap of luxury
they slow it down to speed it up
they know the who don’t need the what
all we know’s a buck a beat
and all they know’s the beats are buck
wild style
so they couldn’t see me
kept it hard to read as CTV graffiti
cause the grammar’s hella greasy
and the beat is hella sleazy
and she’s teasin but i never been pleased with nothin easy
ex-squeeze me cheese dick
looks like the motions makin him sea sick
yo homie you’re slippin your board needs regripped
peep it’s no secret that people love that weak shit
so the wolves dress like sheep to disguise where the strength is
they slow it down to speed it up
movin in place to keep it stuck
capitalize on the crux
rows of ducks lined flush
what
you’ll get your mind touched
don’t hide don’t try to define just line up
(Chorus)