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[intro: the etherealist]
hey yo, it’s your boy the etherealist
with my main dawg in2ition
yeah, back up in this. murder on the dancefloor sh-t, son
in2ition, kick it

[hook: in2ition]
and baby, you know you got me crazy
because i want your body
want everything about you
baby, you know you got me crazy
cause you know that i want you
need, need, need your body, body

[verse 1: the etherealist]
it’s your boy ether on the mother-f-cking mic
gotta tell you in2ition, this sh-t’s out of sight
when i’m not producing beats, i’m f-cking b-tches on the side
so let me tell you a little story about my date the other night
i was in the club with my boys in j. unit
chilling with some dranks and that was when i saw it
finest girl in the room hanging at the bar
so i went and said h-llo; minutes later, we in my car
cruising through brissle with the top down, top down
girl’s so f-cking drunk, she pull her top down, top down
mother-f-ckers hollering and honking at them t-ts
gotta keep this b-tch together cause i plan on hitting this
also gotta watch that i don’t swerve into some sh-t
cause i’m drunk as f-ck and i don’t wanna die like a b-tch
die like a b-tch: words so ironic
cause five minutes later, death was up in my sh-t
made it back home and i’m in the f-cking zone
s-x on my mind, yeah i’m ready to bone
but i should have thought about the girl i came with more
cause i accidentally slammed her body in the car door
oh-my-f-cking-god: there’s human everywhere
bits of lungs and cranium splattered up my front stairs
how the f-ck is a human body so d-mn fragile?
f-ck it, gotta move; gotta be h-lla agile
dragging a dead b-tch down the pavement
(what the f-ck; where’d her f-cking legs went?)
the neighbours all running and screaming in horror
acting like they never seen me with a corpse before
so now i’m pulling a torso by the intestines
d-mn, this how all my dates seem destined
maybe one day i’ll just meet a nice wh0r-
and i won’t have to dismember her with a chainsaw

[hook]

[verse 2: in2ition]
just finished cutting this girl’s head off, right
turn around, see this huge, wooden spike
it just might be a good thing to mount her on
grab it tight, push her head down. slight
slip of the hand from the excitement, but i’m alright
lean it up against the corner of my room
yeah, that looks out of sight. nice little ornament
for christmas time. oh, i apologise: i
never explained why i committed this murder
i suppose i should say before i go any further
you see, she told me she loved me
and i pretended i hadn’t heard her [laughter] yeah
she went crazy: tried to destroy me
with one of her hair-product curlers
but i was too quick for her. i ran behind, yeah
ran her up, swung for me, ah
kicked her in the b-tt, she hit to the floor right in front of me
began to bleed, grabbed the lamp by the side of me
smashed her in the face and she looked up to see
where i was, see, to see if she could make me feel guilty
but i wasn’t going to stop: enjoying it too much
so i picked up some of my seaside stones
that i brought back from this lovely beach near [?] stanton, you know
it’s one of those really nice beaches, you know
one of those beaches that you go to
it’s not too busy and it’s not too dead either, you know
anyway, yeah: i used it to cave her head in
‘baby, baby, what’s your problem, you bored of me?’
she was being very distant and rude
so i decided to make my move
i stomped on her head a few times
till her skull caved in, right
ah, made a crushing sound like a walnut mushed
or like spain’s economy: bust. then i thought
she must talk to me now: no
how much do i have to force her? wow
she makes things so complicated, you know?
from now, i’m gonna not panic for these girls
who can’t be bothered with me. gonna let them always
come to me. so i picked her up; her limp body
and pushed her out of the window onto the street below
closed the blinds and went straight to bed, so
i think the moral of this story that we have here, yo
cause i know that you all came here to be
educated more, yo; is not to f-ck b-tches who
can still breathe. let the air stop
before you make your d-ck pop in and say h-llo
and if they don’t like it and don’t wanna
f-ck to me, don’t wanna f-ck me
i’ll just tell ’em ‘b-tch, please; you’d be lucky to get me’
‘well, you’d be lucky to get me too’ yeah
that’s what they say: ‘you’d be lucky that
i even f-ck you’. b-tch, i already got you
in the back alley behind the club the other night
yeah, you thought your vodka tasted funny, right?
your little drink: ‘ah, girls
i don’t feel too good
there’s some strange pains in my tummy’
‘aw sweetie, it’s probably just you’re on your
period, honey. but why don’t you go outside
out here? get some air. i’ll join you
when i’m done grinding this guy like a big f-cking
black bear’ [laughter]
and i’m there, lurking in the shadows. putting away my rohypnol
feeling like your a gun and i’m a sentinel
and you’ve been sent and all
from heaven, yeah and i’m from h-ll
for me to f-ck you like a really s-xy angel
but a lot more f-cked up
and i grab you by the scruff, pull you behind the bins
cover your mouth; no hope for you now
my trousers are already down: pre-prepared
i slide your skirt up; you’re knicker-less
i make a shining smile like jack nicholson
and i’m as hard as ross kemp on gangs
i stick it in real slow; begin to feel you quiver so
she turns on me more though
up and down we go, we go, we go
out of breath, i realise i chose
the wrong godd-mn ho. feel like a f-cking ho
been f-cking you in the -ss for the last five minutes: uh oh
and then i c-m, all up in your bum
i say yum and you fall to the floor like the rum
had really gone to your head. worked out like a nice
plan; like a really good sum
and as i get home, i’m done. man, rape is fun
but these girls, overall they’ve won
they’re the dangerous ones. yeah, we got the d-cks
but they’ve got the emotions and sh-t, and it scares me
they don’t know what to do with it, you know?
i don’t know what to do with this sh-t
i feel really f-cking intimidated by all this cr-p, yo, and…

[hook]

[verse 3: in2ition]
and i feel intimidated by this cr-p because i know
that they can use me and dump me easily, so
row-row-row, row my boat down the river
of love and drown at the end, so
i hate these b-tches and they hate me, yo. i say a lot of sh-t
about them so i feel first-rate but i know it’s a sh-tty
thing for me to do. i’ve loved before
and been torn apart too. i’ve made love before and had to
restart my heart so many times
and i’ve lost her before and felt like that was the end of
whatever this thing called life is
but i’m starting to get back up and stand without stabilisers
but my emotions are still walking on knife-edges
feel like i should quit my day-job and just trim nice hedges
cause heartbreak ruins you: makes you nothing
curl up into a foetal position and call for mummy
to come hug you; tell you ‘everything’s gonna be okay’
but you’ll only have to leave her at the end of the day
because she’s still a woman too. but i think maybe
women are all lost souls. maybe they want us to hurt
so they can feel in control
that’s the conclusion that i sometimes come to
or maybe they’re just f-cking crazy
i mean, they’ve definitely got me

[hook]

- in2ition

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