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engine lung - jak tripper lyrics

[jak tripper]

b23

yo
please be seated
i flush region
polymorphous pearl
on a pancreas island
deformed hormones secreted
when the green rush
endorphens bust
embryonic sack depleted
drowned fetus
drown
f-ck indie execs
can’t wait for the next wack generation of kids to spit next
sick of this mess
that’s why i stay isolated like
polygamous s-x
i died once there …
now trying to dig the pills out from the pit of his chest
i write self scripts
then spit flows delivered depressed
adrenaline river send shivers and sweat
trying to kick it like morphine addiction neglect
this houseboat sitter
johnny ultra virus
lit through the slits and the filterin’ nets
flesh radiation wavelengths wither in sets
lcd – splitter vivid-vision and lapis lazuli prisms impressed
i’m in a gown like transplantation candidates
head shaved
drugged and buzzing
eyes roll back as the hospital staff pumps my stomach
another overdosed whiteboy close to dying …
out-of-body’s better than psilocybin
starring at my body as i float beside it
invisible eyelids
i’m 30 years old
how come i haven’t died yet?
i tried death
the westchester psychiatric center’s most loyal client
my ghost’s freezer-smoke fogs up the room i’m in and
dropped the climate
the doctor looked over my folder and couldn’t believe what he was readin’ like
christian science
fist full of remerons
swinging at the sky p-ssed
telling the imaginary father to suck my d-ck
normal guy spliced with a mic’
a hybrid
technicolor patio chair pilot
“warn the world of the end”
radio pirate
toad tongue whip sn-tch the damselfly quick
i’m the geiger
eye primus parasite
rhyme hits
termite mic grip
hype men – insect hyde
micro’ like fly sh-t
all your albums are gonna be wack!
i’m psychic!
emcee’s colorful like
the dyed haired, rainbow-headed dyk- b-tch
depression cyclic
life ends without psyche meds
it’s needles, powder forms, and suicide threats
and sliced wrists
i don’t need a crew
i’ll rock the tour solo cross-country
dolo as a cyclist
naive – not in the slightest
who thought the sun ruled the earth?
it’s all hubble satellites and spy ships
i’m going out of this life with my pr-ck stuck in a young dime till her cherry pie splits
hologram black form view hospital polygon sided
doors p-ss over my psych- hollow oculars
bleeding through blinded
sightless
hands out
feeling for hallway walls as guidance
blind sick
hit with the spike like
testing for hepat-tis
bedside covered in mosquito mesh and
fly nets
wings clipped
i need to deflesh
i can’t fly yet
a fallen seraphim flightless
h-llfire
help me jettison off flight decks
my tongue whip
grotesque!
conjoin beast
your baby’s breech when c-nt split!
gored the cannibal wedding’s feast
wine bowl punch from human stomachs
swag belly-flesh-net veil
avoiding worlds at sunlit
this lummox cuts muscle from a young child’s b-ttocks
then digests to gain supernatural energy from it
by iroquois indian villages on summits
i’ll scalp colleagues from legends down to second cousins
for no budget
i cook animals in stew like brunswick
like brummagem dumpin’ chum from buckets
bugged
wearing bug skin
skin by cutl-ss
i’m a f-ckin’ johnny funny farm raised onion
stuck in a psyche-ward around dutches
with delirium tremens
i gutted the wet nurse d-ch-ss
shaky hands, glands gutless
i flow confined in the dungeon
gut’s boxed in dunnage
parasite mite in a dustbin
flying-pimphouse dutchman
givin’ escorts the frogmouth
eyes popped out chewin’ fungus
dusted
animated like an aeon flux fl!ck
sharper than a dull syringe
then flush it
then flush it

[boxguts]

hooks for hands, slap bars out of lines, ripping rhymes
a nice guy with word placement spit sick and simmer live
watch me bubble on the spot, burnt hot box melts your block
guts’ll stay cold like what
ice got the freezer while meat locked
popping ’em now easy to breathe
ox in the lungs will release oxygen cleaved speech
proper razors stuck in between t–th
i cut gums and chop beats
often i receive n decease if rockin, if not heat?
then drop it on concrete, freshly dropped sleaze
rubbish gotta hit the road like a pitiful hoe on a john doe street
her seed? full of pitfall hope
heart attacks attack and hold
a triple byp-ss landing on m-ssive plates of bones
flat line trashed in stove, mashed at home
i can dine on a pure existence tasting each and every one of these soaking soul’s secretions
leak the fizzin foam, so let grill grease spill out all over my team-coat, crimson
dowsed whole, spelling out, johnny23, now p-ss drenching opponents
n dead any notion of us ever abandoning post, down in a hole
box geiser of guts flow
let organs explode from every exit and entry hole as if squeezed by a troll

- jak tripper lyrics

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