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religion, i guess. - dech and musi lyrics

[verse 1]
12 battered in my door report it as a bad knock
sad shock, when they saw their wives splayed and spatchc*cked
red heads, matchbox, and i’m b*tt nekkid in some dad crocs
gettin’ grilled about some crack rocks
only base i discuss is home plate
got grown mates waitin’, thank god i made the drone late
stone faced, rushmore, why da f*ck would i rush for?
charisma +4
deck stacked for me like a bus tour
fireproof lab, lyrical arson
thinkin’ 10 steps ahead like magnus carlsen
shogi not chess
show thee? not yet
eager to be enlightenеd, eightfold not met

strap the f*ck in alеc, god why’d i do this…

[verse 2]
sauntering samsara
what’s a shmuck gotta do for some d*mn karma
bomb yemen like obama?
suck d*ck and fry chicken parmas?
let’s ask the dalai lama
alpaca two tec if i hafta, ain’t no trolley problem
golly pardon
issa moral dilemma
guess i should hashtag breonna taylor’s name more than jidenna
is that the right resolve?
gettin’ boddhisatvas involved? (i dunno)
feels a lot like appropriation
gotta figure the rohingya know truths of the holy nation
i’m eager to hear the uigurs, that’s a meager request
how many morons to read a quran at an imam’s behest?
you loony? soon the sunnis gon’ put truth bombs to the test
eviscerate the ignorance and incur calm to the mess
inshallah we burn the palms, cuz the psalms will attest
that faith is genocide at worst and bad drama at best
i’m not too woke for the folklore, i could rap bout coke wh0res
rather rap bout pope wh0res
it suits me, i bespoke more (nah nah f*ck that)
team jacob you b*tches, sheep’s clothing taylor made
chambermaids clams clamorin’ for the juice like gatorade
got ‘em howling, prowling
this werewolf is dire
ghost rider, crossbone roof, hoof on fire
rapidash, so the mane too
you adopted the dark, call me bane 2 (nah nah f*ck that)

sneakin’ into winterfell, surreptitious splinter cell thought it was black ops chat the way them n****rs fell
more blood spilled than some hbo sh*t on comcast
throne ain’t a game to me, call it a stark contrast

[bridge]
just stay on task
h*lla nonsequitir, mind is so secular
no higher guidance, thoughts far from regular
just do better

[verse 3]
exhaust all my wisdom while i’m burnin’ some sage
imagine the mage squarin’ up with squires and pages
26 middle age, burn bright with brittle rage
can’t fathom my light years, distance a riddle gauge
caught me in 4k? ok issa deep fake
pump the e*brake
think i’m lackin’, that’s a sleep take
bust out the duster, take your chances with the sweepstakes
got it out the mud, hard enough to make ya cleats break
hole in the wall joint, eat wings and fit a brick
lit a clip, slapped some salivatin’ tongues then hit a l!ck
bloodwork, pop a vein, little pr*ck
splatter painting with the bl!ck
.44 magnum opus
acrylic on canvas
hood expressionist lays low in wichita, kansas
shocker
beware the ides of march madness
rides through sunflower fields with a nun marked agnes
canonized, controversy sanitized
calcutta photo ops, cameras flashin’ in her manic eyes
vatican could panic, or hand it to satanic ties
sermon on the mount, fracking into granite lies
therein lies that
planets die slow but the soul will wander
hive mind cloud as the snow k!lls sonder
live from the styx
eternity of flowing mystery
live from the sticks
with annie wilkes sowing misery
live from the sticks
how i articulate artillery
my prize is a twix
and several picks on the auxiliary
the stu’ is a distillery
stewin’ up spirits
the one true religion but n0body wanna hear it
feelin’ evangelical
dech the true prophet
behold the good news musibeats are nonprofit
no but please pay us, we are quite destitute

- dech and musi lyrics

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