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blood in throat - forty psychic frames lyrics

forrest:
let the beat pop, never hold up
you got to let the dealer flop before you fold up
drop top, scurvy roll up some of that funky stuff to puff puff
this sh-t’ll knock you on your -ss
maybe put you in a trance
musical romance
second chance, make you dance
shake your body like ants in your pants
greatest thing i’ve ever known
making my words heard through the amplification of a
microphone
my vocal chords are a megaphone
get out of the way, in fact you never may match fojay
this is a foray into the fray to the territory
of the rappers whose lame verses ruin the game
infecting listener brains and coating airwaves real thick like
a plague
and in the midst of this d-mn shame, enter the 40 frames
heal the sonic world like the rain

scurvy d:
time for change, change for time
nothing really matters when you lose your mind
find your breaking point, toss some oil in the joint
strike a match and get ready to anoint
the illest crew in this whole d-mn game
the dmt that lurks in your brain
we’ll save you from shock
we’ll save you from pain
one encounter with us and you’re never the same
i twist scripts with the mic in my fist
i split sides with the jokes that i rip
i guess you could say i’ve got a ton of lip
but at the very least this cracker’s got wit
stand aside and slow your roll
your life is droll
and i’m the crook on the toll
taking your coin
with this sick -ss flow
toss it up for my brothers ready to go

chorus:
take a shot, slam it down, and you got blood in your throat
take a puff, p-ss it back to me, you got blood in your throat
get on top, girl, shake ‘em, scream my name, you got blood
in your throat
try to match the frames at this game, you got blood in your
throat

wyatt:
you cut through the skin, through the bone, through the vein
like a fork through a scone, like your hair through a comb
it all went black when you laid your body down on railroad
tracks
and just like that, it’s what you wanted!
your arms torn apart, the house now haunted, your ghost
undaunted
by a horrible history (they blamed on me, but i know what
they never ever could see)
your chest came loose after the caboose
they found your shoes floating three miles down the neuse
untied, with the sharpie colored lines on the outside, easily
identified with hearts with dots for the “i”s
they found the rest of you underneath a box car:
a couple of teeth, two fillings and a postcard that you never
meant to send, never meant for anyone to read
except me
that’s me

anthony:
ant here, who else be showing up?
blowing up, hank hill, propane
protip: take the over on the jets game
my advice column in the colonnade
all these women in the mirror doing duck face
y’all need to knock it off; no botox
if your man got a foot fetish, go toe sox
cut your hair off if you want to goldilocks
style it quick, try your best to match your -ssets
god forbid, don’t pump them sh-ts with the plastics
all natural, five stars, great t-ts
be yourself girl, ‘cause girl you’re the greatest
take six, in a minute you can do more
work horse, but don’t forget your man
if that’s your plan, ‘cause you got me
anthony, make that oh face like you just won the lottery

- forty psychic frames lyrics

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