beans - lyedecker كلمات الأغنية
yo, i had a dream i was ballbeam _
a rather blunt, less tactful _
scare_o_dactyl
back when black babies was gator bait and
what hogs ate _
chronic flatulence explained the stench
of my fake funeral home burying corpses
in my backyard and a jar filled w/ hundreds
of t__th w/ gold fillings of these
max schreck _ biting no clue tracksuit
nosferatu who _
sold tickets to stimulate their taste receptors
on my t_st_cl_s _ as a prize offered in raffle _
a word weaver wizard w/ vitiligo _
a man w/a lion’s face
w/ ears and head of a watеr buffalo _
then i woke up but it wasn’t
a dream _
evеrything was as it seems _
i’m from that luke and laura era _
angie and jessie era _
ted and dixie _
erica and dimitri _
when love in the afternoon _
becomes intolerable again by 6am _
fried like the wrong end of a crack stem _
the thing i hated about taking the 1st early
morning train to poughkeepsie from grand central
is sharing the public bathroom w/ the dead living _
the sight of watching the dead living _
specters_ w/ their tissues almost liquefied
and mummified skin and tendons
making their way towards disintegrate _
bones that will soon break _
as their soft collagen inside them
begins to deteriorate _
leaving nothing but the brittle mineral frame
the personification of the blight of man
and we’re comfortably callous to the
casual indifference _ we’ve
developed a tolerance
the dead living _
bathing themselves in the sink
nauseating the scent of the
unbathed ungodly becomes visceral _
as if the stench was an extended limb
tapping you on the shoulder _
demanding your undivided attention _
none left unscathed _
the fumes which emit from these
ass wretches of h_ll demand that
you finish your business as hurriedly as humanly possible _
just to evade contamination of their filth through proxy _
a stigma of illness _
beans is just that crazy uncle of hip hop _
kept in the attic n0body talks about _
outside _
it’s humid but his t__th are chattering _
he’s sitting in a chair t__tering
and we were told not to tell _
putting god on mute _
the uninitiated grew weary as he
murmurs quietly in a corner
a mantra over and over to
himself _
skull sizzle _
it’s skull sizzle _
that skull sizzle _
so skull sizzle _
beans is a spider w/a scorpion’s tail previously
encased in amber _
assigned gender and race to god
so do you _
see the deity in you?
roast an ox drink rum
administered oath w/ drawn blood _
mixed w/ gunpowder and grave dirt
distribute the mixture to drink
w/ the promise of protection _
and capture a bullet w/ bare hands _
a venomous ulcer that threatens to disperse
malignancy _
that’s what it means to me to mc _
infectious and crafty insurgencies _
share words in a collective dream like film _
fluently musically a nightmare no leash
agonizer insurrector no gas mask
you ain’t garett morgan you gassed _
never ask permission to make change _
ask for permission it won’t change _
balance disrupt orator special overtone
to the ordinary through auditory _
fertile territories vast to cultivate images
to connect one piece @ a time creating
a storyline _
through a journey writing my way out _
write _ to shed light start a fire w/a lemon _
took a nap in a morgue got cremated _
molecules ripped apart at the subatomic level _
air arranged in rotation _
like a babysitter tying a toddler
suspended to a ceiling fan centrifugal _
a fan enthusiastically devoted to
persona _
oh, ye of big dreams and low result _
what a vast vault of insufficient funds
you are _
b_tch macho y’all be rhyming like y’all gender swapped skin suits _
beam voices in your skull w/a telepathic ray gun _
the voice tells you _
weep now _
your lord hates you _
relax, and worship me _
this is disinformation _
invisible radiation _
malignant _
how you claim you rhyme you benign
you fake news tsunami _
i aspire _ to be a bonfire _
a halo of barbed wire _
to fold you like clean clothes you _
you past due took aim but misfired
ate mc’s like toenails _
made enchiladas out they entrails _
mr. host a bake sale to build a bomb _
pyramid scrawl
flame out a scroll _
impact of stepping on a lego _
the point of contact painful _
no unicorns to jizz rainbows _
frigid as if the _n_l probe was an icicle _
no wonder your attitudes be so off tempo _
so angelic _
even my p__p has halos _
a decorative garnish _
this is pink himalayan salt
on fried fruit _
wuhan bat soup _
y’all st_rdy like trump’s border wall _
i’ll huff and i’ll puff then a gust
of high winds blows down all a y’all _
forward momentum of your trajectory in
deficiency _ lyrically estranged _
but my black mamba astra _
is a non_conventional propulsion mass reduction device w/ vertical
electrostatic lines charges in each corner to generate a force
per volume combining lift and propulsion _
comprised of an inner resonant cavity wall
an outer resonant cavity and microwave emitters
electrically charged outer resonant cavity wall _
microwave emitters create high frequency
electromagnetic waves through the resonant cavity to vibrate in an
accelerated mode repulsive gravity _
my black mamba astra _
flown through a void
air resistance reduced generating a vacuum _
sails smoothly the void within vacuum _
in a triangular hull _
i traverse _
flying around _ making friends w/a cloud
in a wonderful view _
hovering over you _
for simplicity _
my black mamba astra _
is a black dorito shaped flying saucer
w/a hole in the middle _
i’m james banning moving @ speeds that exceed exceptional _
with all the excitement of blank paper
i’m lyedecker _ jim brown’s obsidian cowboy
in 100 rifles
f_cking raquel welch _
f_cking raquel welch _
in a frenzy, ecstatically, enthusiastically _
w/ all the savagery that he can muster _
a plague of locusts _
my pen no pleasantries _
the bulb @ the end of the tunnel extinguished
this is coronavirus w/a splash of lime and cauterize rappers rapping _
in a premenstrual fashion
running your mouth ain’t an exercise
another fill in the blank f_ck rapper who never fails to fail
all blunder and all breadcrumbs to h_ll
infertile w/ word sp_wn and the beats you on is stillborn _ they don’t move me _
unrealized _ i am sars west nile
e. coli bird fly swine flu ebola
zika _ through your speakers _
pandemic _ i am fear _
that periodic epidemic that happens _
during an election year _
wash my hands of your fate _
i’m pontus pilate _
my aura is violence _
the 2 plus 2 is 4 undisputed
brute audio abnormality cool decimator
rappers bought toilet paper in bulk
and got sh_tted on _
i’m a 365 days of the year bad mood _
to your parade of ineptitude _
choked and manhandled _
playing small is cancelled _
social distancing myself from mc’s hurt by their own expectations _
rappers grew arthritic _
trying to hold onto hope _
bleak _ a hopeful idea that died in its sleep _
your pain is my wine _
let’s feast on your grief _
a worldwide recession _
a poor lack of immediate response of the imminent spread of a virus _
brought on by a worldwide display of idiots _
reinforced by the lack of visibly adequate leadership _
a global disaster voltron _
i write this _
quarantined in my house slippers
when holed up failed to hold up _
but this ain’t a party and if so _
blow out the candles, where’s the cake? _
unemployment
no income
out of prayer is enough of a reason to celebrate _
up the stairs _
on the door to the right _
in the bedroom _
his body hung by a noose made of his out of office neckties _
looped over a crossbeam _
no broken fingernails _
no wavered decision _
no lacerations _
no hesitation _
on the floor _
in front of the bed was a kicked over chair _
urine on the rug underneath the body _
as the smell of excrement wafted
in the air
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