Yo let me tell y'all about something
Something that ya niggas seem to forgot about
What y'all know about that that fucking underground love
The respect, the honor, nothing
Yo what y'all know about that Company Flow shit
Yo, yo, I'm dubbing in most Mongoloid citizens with circuits
Shock the collective mind except for blind perverts
Designed to pervert a war of tech-learners
Watching elects vex of the language then merck with the word service
The same fed faction reacting to the disturbance
You ? resedentials make me nervous (cord thinner)
I'm from a dual-world mercenary flooded and mixed back coordinate
The closer to the merk with the dull mic ordinance
Follow the torch and grab big flag
With acme lab resident menace
Night-shift corrupt megadeth hybrid (blind shit)
By the grace of Vincent's crystal that goes with the god-speed flares
Combust with the funk habit
Delicious bottle for the brain otter
That revolve around Punani and Malt liquor like a sickly satellite
Sequested to the darkest chasm up in the paincave where bad thoughts stick to the walls like stalagmites
So call us: dark maggots, PI chrome sweeping up your crack heater
Now which part of my so-called character most needs proving
These are the hardest drums since Iraq oil burners
When my style doesn't follow your beauty
You must have your fucking helmet-piece screwed loosely
And stick to institution doodily/doodling
Enter, hop to Harrington (oh my goodness)
This room is starting to smell different
It's B-Boy Christmas, don't worry about the math
Tap the world's mistress (?)
Significant only enter the way that you listen
Ears up or face down the sound is still prison
So when I squint Manhattan buildings look like Roman architect vision
Magnetic opiate felonious ultra system
Melting focus hello
Magnetic opiate felonious ultra system
Magnetic opiate felonious ultra system
Magnetic opiate felonious ultra system
Magnetic opiate felonious ultra system
From the pages of the altruistic BURN BABY
Feel the guided lasers of my xenophobic mischief
We can toss up a coin to devoid the ploy
Me, Len, Phil McCracken and Pat McGroin
We'll spit on your inner child's battle fantasy
With a super-ego activated primate
Response remedy authors state monkey-made energy
And suck human aside extracted from cellular memory
When the top gunner pop it, sign number one
Exit stage path from the flames of Dave Koresh
Who float in the form of a kid's mother, still bored
A cloud of white breath turned Mr. Whitmore on
That's some cold shit, also be launching to roll in the disgrace
Getting humane motives to be cornered in every child face features
Adults saw the motive by sucking dick up in the bleaches just to get ahead
Huh, God damn, that's the brainless, the serious, the pervert defensive
The curious murder-machine that thrives if you let it
You can roam if you want or stay home for armagedon
Every portion (?) is ironic, not plutonic
Fucking you on the regular
Explain that!
The future's like a child on the lap of a sexual predator
Magnetic opiate felonious ultra system
Bleeding, focus, hello
Magnetic opiate felonious ultra system
Magnetic opiate felonious ultra system
Magnetic opiate felonious ultra system
Magnetic opiate felonious ultra system
Don't you know death is start zero?
Complete a life cycle, then you will release 1
What ya'll know about that opiate system
Once again nothing
What you know about that blood, sweat and tears that we put into this
Stop biting (?)
Year two, Co Flow once again, BMS, out
