RIFKIN JUMPSUIT
Yeah, soup shit, yo, yo
It's a forty in slip on two lines
I'm a handicap animal tranquilized
Embalminable, Dr. Vibes
Retard's strength, smokin' superhuman dive
Let's all get, euthanized
The shit flee in and come out fly
I'm lifted, the drip is King Glock
Zippin' stink right a punch in Chiptet's Sphinx
I'm mixin' liquids into different things
L strips in shrinks, blunt sync with liquids
Manufactured outta kitchen sinks
Bury hatchets into a blood truce, risin' blood moon
The Punchbuggy drunk, it's not slut proof (What?)
Severed legs still rockin' lug boots, duck blues
40 stilettos soak in a dutch through, Magoo
Hoodie cocaine white, Rifkin jumpsuit
Clones got fire plants growin' outta gun rooms
I wrote this with carpal tunnel, to the cramps, Progresso
Revamp (nah), no chrome fangs, thе clown mask is happy (Hahaha)
I'm cryin' behind it sad, spittin' inside at the linin' dampеd
Got patients open like sternum clamps (Man)
Shout outs to everyone late for class (Shout outs)
Buy the ticket, and take the stamp
Buy the ticket and take the stamp
So much psilocybin they call me Boomerus? Izan? (Ohh)
Too old for cypher and I'm Albert Hofmann cyclin'
Syd Barrett droppin', like saline
Wiltin' like an aged tree, Summer 18, this new wavey
Under the table like, Peewee Herman snortin' coke, with John Crazy (Uhh!)
Dopehouse not in tan, dunkin' sheriffs
Off Rottingham, ramen hands
More lies than Reagan era pedestrians coppin' grams
East Coast like Cottingham, pilgrimage to holy shrooms
Home invasion Oakley's room (Fuck)
Put rappers' severed heads in a trophy room
Incinerate every race and region
Possessed by a 3000 year old, ancient demon (Ah shit, nah)