yall crave the taste carving pentagram
w sling blade im all yin yang and mayne i been same
mental pentagone
pent up house w a pending penned poem
neck looking like a pressured pez dispenser
pest a penalty to peck up at my pincers
steppins to the mortals pedestal w pestle and mortar
watching snippets of my vision off a fuckin camcorder

ya bitch dont frown well the sun will rise
this hitcha w a smile lick to style blink my eyes
my eyes ego echoed eyes
see no skeptics replicode this septic flow of mine
when ya bitch dont

all up in this shrine of mine
tryna find some time to bind
blind to the eye
i need to scoop the insides to hide
resort to crawl im all up for the notion
my drive uninstalled defaulted hanged for roping

my polter
geists plan a heist on my
skull to
enlighten likened minds of my
bulb thats
voltage glow be broken its so
cultish my fuckin puppet hands be bolted

im so moved: predictable
these visuals full of rituals clip my mood
my pathos lasso'd on edge revenge exacted
attack in tactics impracticed on bitches by the mastiff
so they can talk that shit
once i lock my grid
render me lossless win
i aint give it to em feel no sympathy
simply pity since that situation
stitch some patience
til we fuckin feelin pretty

ya bitch dont frown well the sun will rise
this hitcha w a smile lick to style blink my eyes
my eyes ego echoed eyes
see no skeptics replicode this septic flow of mine
when ya bitch dont

as it cracks hazmat raid i hate shun
data base hack plasma react ate the gun
my thinking liquefied drink the drips inside
lick that lap it up trap clap a fast erupt

request a remedy ready before my residency dead sea
resemble ren an stimpy's retinas deprived of rem sleep
resurrect to remember me reanimate w analytics
ya mans be litted plants be wilting
sinkin to the sands of the sphynx's
and a stone hand be grippin
im fuckin slippin of the edge of reality
in a vacuum sealed valley it seems
my minds vitality get up to surround the scene
survey surreal surrenders to compressioned sounds of me

ya bitch dont frown well the sun will rise
this hitcha w a smile lick to style blink my eyes
my eyes ego echoed eyes
see no skeptics replicode this septic flow of mine
when ya when ya when ya
bitch dont frown well the sun will rise
this hitcha w a smile lick to style blink my eyes
my eyes ego echoed eyes
see no skeptics replicode this septic flow of mine
when ya bitch dont