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Theme of Beetle Supreme
01:24
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Knowbody
01:51
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I forgot to save the text document for the lyrics to this song
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I'm here to take it easy and I will until the end
When I'm sippin syrup I'm your dextromethorphriend
I ride bicycles spit syllables to please your inner ear
Business like a mullet party in the rear
I like sounds, sounds like me
So welcome to this jamboree
I like it gross and gritty, feelin shitty? save that midi, biddy
My auditory is unbelievable my Rods and cones they give me the visual
to synthesize moods is just instinctual I descended from the sky to complete the ritual
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Lagging
00:35
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Ovum Smolder
00:59
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Bake my bread in your oven, invite me to your coven
Let me stub out this log that I'm puffin, miss muffin
I'm mcgruffin, crime DAWG on the scene and I'm known to get macabre even after Halloween
The teen dream of escapist scenes in magazines ingest promethazine if you wanna keep your mouth clean
I have weird dreams
Cause I eat melatonin
Mental landscape roamin' like a showmanship shaman
We're country bombin ramen, dead poet Williams robin, the beat jus keeps on poppin with no intention of stoppin
Most of my beats are accidents
Most of my lyrics are also accidents
My breath really smells like shit
I need a whole sack of mints
To counteract its belligerence
In community college I majored in heartbreaking, i minored in lion taming
While you fucknerds were gaming, it was the game I was changin with my words that be rangin from sickly silent to ragin
Ronald raegan was a pagan and so too was Sarah palin quirky shirts with graphic bacon earn me all the gold I rake in
The effort is painstaking but the pennant's what I'm taking when it comes to music well I'm sure I'll getcha body shakin WAH-AH
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Blasted and biased microcosmic madness tones jiggle your earbones by way of your headphones
my poem passes thru this mortal zone and your head bones feel stoned everytime you hear your own ringtone
the players of our lives compose a fucking circus so chemical imbalance fallacies reconstruct our citrus circuits, caught in an "if" loop, and if = if you care so if you dare take up a chair and together we can go there
consume another multivitamin
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Battletanx
01:43
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there's nothin' i would rather do
than come and spend the day with you
and we'll listen to music set at half-speed in audacity
real slow
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Prison Meal/Crab Meat
02:32
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It's irresponsible
Heightened sense collage of sound it's getting personal
Pork fried dream of hallowed oak it's all nonsensical
Draining fluid from the joints precise mechanical
Skin is code and time is empty I feel digital
The distance, the draw, the timing, the steel
it's all what I feel when I'm confronted with a steaming hot prison meal
Crab meat......
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