Folklore

I bungi jump your interface inner Space
Martin Short frame contort
Many thoughts trickle down the sine
I'm everywhere at one time omnipresent
Hardly pleasant
Your investment up for auction
At the fertile crescent
Isn't that a bitch?!
Told you that I'm nice with Boskonovitch
Wanna switch flip the switch
Watch your body twitch
Oh so cold and gruesome
With hands like Newsome choose some
Opposition
Leave your neck piece loose and oozing blood
Hop up out the ground like CHUD mini beast
Eat a couple humans operation mini feast
Many pieces linger necks and finger
If ya
Still breathing I return to injure with the
Power of Thor i summon the raw
Come in the door with a big saw
Then seep through the floor
I permeate surface
The earth is just one level
Keep the rhymes outside of the
Box to raise rebels

Abrasive levels appraise devil music
With a monocle
Phenomenal rhinocerous in a box
With much smaller
Animals my hoofs on your mandible
With ox cutter audio to
Shave loose tooth enamel
So crack me a grin as fake
As you can the brrap
Greet ya like the grim reaper
Shakin' your hand fam
Indeed it is a rap feature
Dumbtron is ear PRON creature
From the black murk lurkin
When you grand stand
And take an elephant shit on you
And your mans plans yall
Some parrots and fake as the pair on Pam An
Rather unique one day out of the week
At a crowded boutique
Smack a wack rapper out of
His teeth music concrete
Alarming heat at the heels of
A punk politician trump
Tall tales with a bump full of bomb fission
Throw arms start swingin'
Alarming from a long distance
The song suggests somethin' is
Infinitely wrong with him

The sentinel smash
Without even a dent in your glass i was gas
I was the Dali Lama tenuous past i was ash
I was the soil that transcended the grass
I'm Richie Valens last thought when
He went through the crash i was calm
I was created in a heavenly storm
I was Viakong
I fought against the enemy bomb i was strong
I was the bullet grazing Kennedy's arm
I'm Islam allah U Akbar
I was pain
I was the innocent that set to be slain
I was change
I didn't overstand why Malcolm was maimed
I was framed
I was Mumia when they locked him in chains
I helped Assata out of Clinton
Then they got in the plane i was breath
Was an organism turned into flesh
I was death
I was the fire burning David Koresh
I was fresh
I told Rick and Russell how to be DEF
I was best
Before you muthafuckaz took what was left