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the department of public safety - ice on the fire escape كلمات الأغنية

i’m hiding and scr-pping underneath the stairs
cuz i can’t find another habit to release the stress
and i have had it with the blackness
and the bleakness here
tired of rapping in my caddy to
other people’s sh-t, weaker lyrics
than i pack it’s just the ease that gets
me repeating like a pair of parrots
p-tek’s here, it’s time to fashion up a mascot
cheerleaders to cheer
that egg’s been crackin’ on the sk!llet
for at least a year. so hack it, sit back with it
crack in, mash the mash potatoes and
don’t subtract the skin. i’m back again
that fantastic pack of the saccharin
p-ssionate raps again
without the nasty trap of the caloric fattiness
but with the caffeine tabs for the master of machinists
i’m also oh so past all the cr-p and the wackiness
so let me show you cats that i’m phat
and let that be this
i’d be quite happy if
you’d catch my drift
but this hype track’s gettin’ to be the
type that i can’t stand
lifeless mannequinism bites and injures the fans
this kind of transmitted symptom
flies when sh-t hits the fan
alright, i’ll fix it again but why does it never end?
i’m tired of fightin’ rich little kids with pencils and pens
but the mic is in my hand
so i guess i’d like it if you’d stand

i’m trapped inside of my head for days
an asinine lapse of time, a left reprobate
i’ll grapple lines the fastest here
comes the end of days, so p-ss the mic
to adam like it was a singed potato
here we go now here’s the showdown
don’t you tempt the great, great scott!
your flow’s predictable like women’s menstrual states
hey this is a great place to start a dialogue
so toss a firelog on the fire
put down your firearms
this is my new god his name is
mike and he’s a microphone
he’s gonna help decide which
side is right and yes, which side is wrong
a true american stare-down
so get your blinders on
i like to write my songs at night alone when all the lights are off
let’s tip-toe this beat real slow in fear of writer’s block
and ride it gently like i don’t want it’s hymen popped
ok, enough v-g-n- talk
this is my new car i’m driving with
you in the back on child-lock
would anyone relate if i
said there’s ice on the fire escape tonight
so it’s not a good idea to escape the fire
despite the fact it’s burnin’ down the place tonight?
you might slip, fly off and break your spine
and wouldn’t you rather be in flames tonight
grandpa seth and i agree so we replaced the fire
extinguishers with gasoline-
what a way to die!

- the department of public safety

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