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pearls to swine - payday monsanto lyrics

if you ain’t savage, you’re average, i came here to do damage, to the waddlin’ goo*gobblin’ pig demon, working at the tsa, swallowin’ big s*m*n. your model is senseless & absurd, in so many senses of the word. pokin’ in your sh*t, ’cause that is what they love, aspiring proctologists, with the rubber gloves. they’re like a whole different species when they call, every one of their degrees look like feces on the wall. the world is fine, the world’s divine, the only terror is the error that intwirl your mind, fabricated like the helio*world design, these squirls confined, i’m finished castin’ pearls to swine. explainin’ sh*t to those who only know absurd language, that’s like gourmet mustard on a t*rd sandwich. you should get a quick grip on your wig, if you think it’s cute putting lipstick on a pig. their solutions are the cornerstone of a joke, like a hundred dollar bottle of cologne on a goat. they’re blowin’ all this terrorism sh*t out of proportion, and their main motivation is extortion. right now, i’m feelin’ like the world is mine, and i ain’t castin’ no more of these pearls to swine, c’mon…

you can’t explain thermonuclear dynamics to monkeys, toddlers, and flunkies…tryin’ to talk sobriety to a society, that’s bent on being junkies…(they’re gluttons) they’re way too chunky…no more pearls to swine…

i’m a bona fide comedic g*nius, i make fun of men & women insistin’ they don’t need a p*n*s. it’s an imperative part of humanity, if you disagree i declare you insanity. in other words, the dictionary definition, look it up, i guarantee you’ll see a picture & condition. now, you could keep on fishin’ for a fraudulent description, but i guarantee you, i’ll eviscerate your whole position…uh*huh, uh, uh*huh, huh…yes indeedy, i’m a rare*sort…(with my passport) i will poke my finger right in the face, of the police at the airport. and, tell him he has a twisted definition of customs, but here’s my nuts, if you really wanna touch them. they get irate, but they walk away quick, though. because i let ’em know, they’re a certified sicko. how ’bout i lock you inside your radiation machine/naked body*scanner, until you turn green? i bet you wouldn’t appreciate that a single scintilla, you singin’ the filler, i bring the flotilla. you wanna mingle with a gorilla, who’ll send you with pillars of truth on jews? then pal, i’m the singular dealer. (that’s right) michael chertoff i could tell he’s a squealer, reptile/son of the devil, i am comin’ to drill ‘ya. (uh*huh) thinkin’ you’re safe, ’cause you’re under umbrellas, but i’m a hailstorm, and i got more than one that could k!ll ‘ya. you can call your dog a goldfish, but it’s still gon’ wake up, wag it’s tail, l!ck it’s b*lls, and walk over to it’s bowl, b*tch. and, if the food is good, he’ll devour the whole dish, and if it ain’t, he’ll look at you, like “where the f*ck’d you go, b*tch?” i don’t play their little game, the beginning of wisdom is calling something by it’s appropriate name. and, it’s obvious they got the plurality of the populace, talkin’ the opposite of what proper reason & logic is…

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