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virulent23 emo gagger - jak tripper lyrics

and these rimjob fairies circle ?? transcendental flux with overbites. my demons slept, but the lysergic awoke them each year. every track, i wept salt spray. ‘k kids. thank you, thank you. happy happy excited (it’s another signature). i feel phenomenal right now. b23 project, johnny23, sebrox and jak progresso, and a seminar for you kids this afternoon, yeah

yo i’m a medicated elephant
i k!ll theories like suicide afterlifes filmed enter in, brought back and edited
hemp st-tched hurricane record spin
i fly furniture for sober embellishment
crash house parties, spit back haldol at a medic b-tch
fight the government til i nod off like legal replacement of heroin
circling satellite lesson of like zoom in on americans
mic booth engulfed this hysteric fit, heretic
geometry’s dry, lets try to k!ll her brakes
who’s the iller fake
i look at the solar system like here’s my fist to billiard break
exaggerate imagery, magic delirium tremix
like trips i cling to a blemish
humanity, just a mixture of bones, flour, vegetation and senses
i drag a poison collection cart over planks with the scent of furniture resin
death is the color of lead, leak renascent urine
p-ss on your centrifuge
rap tough guys emo, mmmm they’re h-m-s-xual
metro pleasant, i’m in a tele sick
spike plummet into vein
opiate envelope wax black tar bubble antidote inject, then belly itch
i spit, drool string graceful as a dead girl’s hair under water weaving like tentacles of a jellyfish
i -ss-ssinate ??, close range, bull dog, snub muzzle contract hit
political gaudy umbrella m-ss market industrial artist selling discs
i’ll k!ll emo only to end up dead and stiff like elliot smith with two stab wounds to his chest
leaving the spike hanging out the trap with yellow drip
melancholy comfortable, mellow sh-t
late to cl-ss strung out and like “h-llo kids”
as i sink into my couch like i was jello
in the booth making you puppets like geppetto’s crib
i wish i was more known (uh), or no (no)
i’m not normal (nope), i’m not immortal, not a morsel
morose, couldn’t score c-ke
went to mourn broke
fake suicide forged no, not mournful
i’m in the ward cold, as the north pole
hospital gown the wardrobe
light as a feather, stiff as a board broke
absorbing orgones, two slit wrists with door closed, i slit a portal
i’m in h-ll with the head of a horned goat, on a horse with the horse throat
when the corn grows, inserting pins into cornrows
torch glows preparing for the bore roast
bl–dy ores row, sh-r- is close
i dock at the port bearing scalps and flesh torn from a human torso
i wore both (look), thorned dome, like christ hanging from worn rope
covered in sores from scorned stones
chemicals from morgues soak into gorgeous cloak of patches and tattered cloth sewn made of pork and thorn groves

23rd of this month july ’08
23 bowls scr-ped, broke, taped
23 sold tapes, broke, no fame, doped out like hole
23 sacks of soaked flakes
blow, flows, 23 ‘dro 8ths, studio smoke breaks, toke haze
once i spoke 23 crows came, probably got beef with 23 no names
beef with the 23 known promotes hate (ok), no thanks
23 roach treys, spoke, baked
23 shows plus three sucked except for the hoes, a whole waste
23 trolls hate, 23 shroom caps, gold beige, i ate them and ??
watch tower is home base
23 pink peruvian cocaines
23 rehabilitation escapes with pulped veins
overdosed 23 times on the road, phased
cali two man tour, mustard 23 foam plane
silver, grand daddy, lemon drop, purple kush, afghanistan ‘dro haze
came home christmas eve, visited my folks baked (hey!), 23 snowflakes
booked 23 times, barely showed face
acid dose soaked til old age
random violence only 23 votes came, so lame
next ones the gold, trophy

- jak tripper lyrics

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