All In All

He's a Maniac. Maniac All in all in all in all in all (laughs) All in all ... All star navigate blood-bath circuit...circuit All city wolf pack'll arm all servants...service All and all cut from similar scissors and surgeons...circus All machines murder if the herders merked nervous...nervous In around em all in all out pedigree centipede maladjusted curb purge all binge All out a machine with cog misalignment - shooting star Eight-ball all alien appendage out his cookie jar These are not his office hours What he coughs is mandatory Three obnoxious hawks and howlers Roughly buff the categories Twenty broad shoulders, all sober, all circuit-prowler And matador electric tongue stung at sergeant markers sour Who the fuck, needle Jux property Chickens've all been Soaked under the water works, all other birds evolve with me Duck and a phoenix and rout behemoth architecture out the jungle Where my condors can reorganize their numbers All day pool party in journalism Zion And bazooka flash the grin she decorate the closest Nikon Bazooka flash the molars decorate the close Minoltas Canon Hasselblad quicker than Polaroid exposures If open voltage leads all funny play tip the fuddy duddy fuck long come on Get your stolen drums on All of y'alls all dumb out pimping art like a whore's bach And all of y'alls all couldn't rap your way out of a card-board box Get high now, solidify your zone And let the medallion of spiritual accomplishments keep growing Oh snagglepussy getting pushy mushing dirt up in the gears like Aesop Rock is all ears All in together now Dear lord holler at me All i know is hell is down and god don't cover doctoral fees No phases all over civility like greased-up baby groins But I will not stand for the flipping of a weighted coin Suck we are the new now colony all mangy-like Radar for the crazy oink Keep winning for later joint All for one and one for all and justice for all and fiddlin' with dead mice Only toughens the claws, my all systems go will be perceiving dystopian civil war Steal a meal to the last tickle in your jaw All clammy all-state labor day committee folk Got busy worker ants intimidate the sitting duck And that my good people is my piece All in one manual There's only one in all the shaking hands you do I'll trade the pound for pennies opus, I don't need it Fuck now look y'all heed it