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table - boggled lyrics
(verse 1)
i’m here, spearing queers, fear me like carrying shears. peer over, notice i ain’t sober, grouchy as grover, i’m more dope then five stoners put together in cloudy weather, i’m a women predator, slipping sedatives in the drink next to her
grab her chest feel the s-x alert, best to be compared to dirt, get stabbed in the retina first as a victim, nicked the pr-ck with a sharpened stick, and bit them, blood drip drips until the witness is sickened, and i still cause demolitions, maul and dog claw politicians, raw on christmas
kicking the presents, these peasants can’t even sense my g*nius essence, let’s test this
theory and see the continuum, i’ll rap for millenniums, with billions of failures, you have more s-m-n then a boat with a sailor, i’m the main hater, eat a dictionary like i’m alligator, you f-cks are fruitier then any of the now & laters
or another type of sweetener, greet me by kissing my feet, and i’ll critique, your att-tude and overall physique, don’t even try to speak to me, you freak, repeat what’s in the introduction, spit sl!cker then tongue spit, dumb sh-t, my foot fetish will cause me to eat the fungus
between your toes, bursting at the seems explode, flow down the river of tears like row row your boat
(verse 2)
i’m the go getter, a lonely spitter, streets littered with condoms and paper mache, straight outta the cage, i’m now at the failing stage
of supremacy, get this b-tch undressing with one hit of hennessy, you swung and missed trying to pinch the enemy, sifted the sales pitch until i fit in this medially, easily crush it up to sniff the ketamine
leave me unconscious, give a f-ck less about loss of profits, chalkier then white chocolate, trying to talk to me just put a f-cking sock in it
or the whole shoe, i told you like five times, i’m not in my right mind, might find, me sneaking in your house around nighttime, when your lesbian wife watches lifeline
drinking melted skittles, move to drugs like the dad from malcolm in the middle, twisted sh-t like the riddler, and won’t calm down with ritalin. matter of fact, give me the crack, i’ll smoke that, until my eyeb-lls roll back. also give me the pm tylenol, might’ve fallen, i can’t even see the wall, this is the sh-t i do often
it’s offsetting, run you over with my bike and keep pedaling, with blood on the tires, your ego will shrink and get stuck in the drier, random -ss targets like the dc snipers. i take that sh-t too far, i ate the b-tches pie it’s flavored rhubarb
or a fat snake, you are that fake, and could get smacked playing patty cake
a burnout, turnt, with curtains tore down. they cover the ground, i cover the sound, i know i’m a b-tch like a puppy pound, dumping loud nouns on the protesters throughout town
cause this is portland, where we’re out of proportion, we torch sh-t, and leave no hookers gorgeous. figure out these idioms, idiots, am sinister and won’t finish up on my play of words, slay nerds, save the t-rds, who are on our turf. like it used to be, usually these eulogies prove to be, sweeter then two scoops of super stupid ice cream
understand it, or get backhanded, smacked with a black hammer and left mentally damaged, i have no brain and wanna go back to kansas. sick of the oz, fists wrapped in gauze, let’s draw to see who’s next into the mosque. it’s not me, i’m coughing, drank nine straight cups of coffee, chew through these dudes like hard toffee
fifth birth, mix curses, a couple chicks l!ck my d-ck for a main purpose, i’m sicker then triple six sh-t when rewinding my verses
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