21 Gunshot Snare Salute / Dark Earth

Homo sapiens sired
No mistaking, it's fire
Hope your brains all stay wired
I'll ghost away in the mire
Homo sapiens sired
No mistaking, it's fire
Hope your brains all stay wired
I'll ghost away in the mire
Homo sapiens sired
No mistaking, it's fire
Hope your brains all stay wired
I'll ghost away in the mire

You looking at one of the Vivid Kind alumni
You should know these type of rhythms are hard to come by
Acoustic panels bounce vibrations like bullets on 50
Each synth sound keeps pulling you swiftly
Rose to top class ranks, don’t need Ofsted
Did it by wrecking and making records and beats all day
Better hide in cocoons before thеy come and pimp you
Leave your housе with your SO walking with a limp, duke
Shit being a shut in might be the safe way
No AKs that they spray today mate
No AKs that they spray today mate
We can make it fucking classic
Cut your hat tricks
Get stuffed and packed in the gut and bathe in stomach acids
Likened to lichen - I’m affixed to the earth
Quick to emerge, and harsh winter’s preferred
I’ll stay laying low and uncover you assholes
Get your Pac shit on with each other if that’s so
Live covert and prosper long
No one will ever say that they shot Savan

Homo sapiens sired
No mistaking, they fired
Hope your brains all stay wired
I'll ghost away in the mire

I exist in the mist as a figment of the mind
Stride off as the byproduct of the strife
Damn I'm damned, I'm a landmine in sand dried
There’s more to this than a mortar
This is mortuary symphonic
Ancient in its roots
Since organisms with tortured organ systems were too bitch for the primordial soup
Energy recouped by predatory behavior, definition glitched
The sexually sinister switch administered in a pinch
The sorry larvae writhing, carving thru hardy xylem
Jonestown party by them
Home was called asylum
The talons of God curled around their third marble and dug in
Better plug in and carry a big stick like Jim Duggan
And I clap
The line snapped, the synapse just a wiped map
Suffered time lapse from well-timed slaps, here to collect my daps

Ain’t take much for fake fucks to pick up mossbergs
99 cicadas sprung up from the parched earth
98 cicadas fell prey to the hawk’s urge
1 lonely cicada escaped to a dark earth
Ain’t take much for fake fucks to pick up mossbergs
99 cicadas sprung up from the parched earth
98 cicadas fell prey to the hawk’s urge
1 lonely cicada escaped to a dark earth