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Bug Zapper (Instrumental)

The first step is a doozie, it's roulette with a mood ring

The birth of an old slang, the death of a new speak

A permanent post-game, a spitter with bridge tropes

Skirting the coatpate, divvy the death toll

Maneuverable codenames, alerted and mobile

Familiar rising, and furnacing cold piles

Resilient style kings, impossibly tantrum

Watering wild things, obelisk phantoms

On linoleum or lava, leaders of a leadfoot fauna

His left source blunt force trauma

Not pillar but a commune, a splinter of the pagan

Who vote off the elusiveness of truth and exultation

From the point of view of students labeled putrid little aphids

By the beautiful and cryogenic stasis

Sadists, meanwhile bakers of a hideous whatnot

Committed to a lowdown Sisyphus up-rock

Or shaving at a truck stop, aging exponentially

Homie, no myth flowers grow where he piss

And I still rode boats outta bottles without abandon

To shrink into the sunset bumping Pachelbel's Canon

Indeed motherfucker, the author of the artistry

May or may not be weeping to an automated pharmacy

Hello. Hello? Shit

Too geeked up to even keep it down

Too peaced out to even be around

Too beat up to even breathe it out

(Too freaked out to even leave your house) x5

You wish you could dance more, I wish you would talk less

My gentleman transformed, to bringers of offed heads

Moments of land war, my Lazarus species

Tattered and bruised up, from back in the cheap seats

Hackers on crew cuts, foam at the mush mouth

Gag at the news truck, notably unsound

Dragging his clammed shoes, food on his moustache

Raggedy hounds tooth, zilch on a bus pass

I'm good, house at the beach of expelled hubcaps

Black lawn, backyard melting into Lovecraft

Bad yarn spun by the hum of the bug zapper

Of kings becoming runners, and runts becoming alphas

And underdogs with posters of a front-side Tony Albo

And on sticker laid-in walls above their uncle's Bowie albums

Graduate to flyers of an execrated sigil, and live to see another

Sexy generation fizzle

Out, keep rap homely

Bear claw slippers, over-sized Billy Joel tee

Fat-faced, potbelly, neckbeard crow's feet

Rat nest, gross teeth, pot marks, goatee

I walk with Hawaii on the greenscreen behind me

So even the awkward pauses feel inviting

Standing at a landmark sleep drought keep out

Can't talk now too freaked out

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