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Smut Peddlers - Medicated Minutes lyrics
[Eon] I stalk down the block, grabbin my jock Scratch cocks while I dot for my red light stop Dead right Hobbes I write rhymes for a livin Hid my misgivings from my brain was still mssing [Cage] Read and study while my boots muddy So fuckin filthy an Avirex butters look bummy Think out loud, cause I'm allowed, to stage dive in a crowd of cannibals about to spit across my eyebrow [Eon] Now God blessed me with abnormal tendencies and granted clemency for illegal chemistry Ain't worth your weight in molecular structure Out of work like JFK Jr.'s flight instructor [Cage] Went, lookin for exits, and tried to get my head fixed Slept with a perforated picture of Jimi Hendrix See in these days, Cage is like, 54 ways to get my fuckin money, mega seedless to blaze [Chorus: Smut Peddlers] Sluts, gimmicks, ducks you finished This is dedicated for those medicated minutes Fuck, image, we stuck on spinach In a second you'll be checkin into fuckin smut clinics! Like sluts, gimmicks, ducks you finished This is dedicated for those medicated minutes Fuck, image, we stuck on spinach In a second you'll be checkin into fuckin smut clinics! [Cage] I ran up in a wack open mic cafe on stage So many biters I performed in a shark cage in dark shades, during the Central Park raids I walked out with a book of paper and a bag of beige friends, the camera lens (is) behind the shoelace Get more upskirts than (?) for your face [Eon] I'm fresh out the box like new (?) The chicken played with my monkey now we makin zoo porn Now MC's the Anti-Christ like, Damien thorn Eric the Pascal(?) land so feel the scorn The old man, illest sho |
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