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Heiruspecs - Opus 1 lyrics
Create form through function with syllables injunction, get knee deep in yo ass quick pass with no compunction. Word assembly get, prepped and ready to rip, heads into edible strips and set em with vegetable dip. See unintelligible lip dribbling is off limits to me, bring venomous ministry in a different key. My intent's to leave a mental image of me, diligently submitting surreal soliloquies. I serve suckers and make em suffer from word punctures, created the ice age but shoulda killed the sun first. Spit verse until my tongue hurts and lungs burst, to unearth the curse of the unquenchable thirst. But, first back to the lesson of smashin obsession with psycho-kinetically fashioned tactical weapons. Thats how we're stepping quietly vicious like passive aggression, youre mad cause I fashioned the message to the back of the question. How is it that I cant relinquish my control over words, or at least loosen the reigns and lessen the spurs. I wrestle with verbs, nouns, adjectives, predicates untamed rhetoric. Try to chase them away but they never quit, hangin out on my porch, followin me to the store, diggin up the front yard, scarin the folks next door. Crawlin across my kitchen table as soon as dawn breaks. This morning I pulled insectivorous out of my corn flakes. Built this manner of speech to reach through stillness of thought process with super human resilience. When I wield it millions of pregnant women see images of their children in utero due to the flows brilliance. Ultrasound, waves* the flesh, broken down, and make chest plates cracked open and smokin now. Provokin mouths to spit out shouts and wows, from watchin me not choke on overly swollen vowels. Shatter pentameter traps, scatter the shrapnel and scraps, your amateur raps are equal parts maggots and crap. As a matter of fact you aint encompassin nothin but bluffin, so keepin you from touchin mics is justice of obstruction. |
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