Cannibal Ox f El-P

Ridiculoid

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[El-P]Shutup... Yo, yo, yo, yoMy life`s not right check oneMy life`s not right check twoMy life`s not right check threeAre you ready???!!(you know this was supposed to be for my album right?)When I send a sickness (ease down) dark soldiersfallin in with flying debrisand bad programs of landminesthat remind me of the sexiest of slow jamsI pull a glock or fiver murder the group by numbersI was nursed by the biggest of buildingsand had the sonic volcanic capthat the butcher have attached to his dead mothernow this material might walk with a twitch and live for the twisted shitimage is of voice cast getting pistol whippedelectronic talents foldthe realest television is the one that talks out loud to youwhen the plug is corroded outand they say productivity is up this month but I`ve lost my passionsick of waiting in line for my weekly chocolate rationits bad health and industrial sadnessnever helped by tofu franks or ?hedistic? maggotsthis addiction is more randomI walk door to door Mormon style spitting my sick tantrumsbecause I wasn`t born handsomenow that my life`s complete with a capacity to push greatness buttonswith beats that have to be registeredas sex offenders represented to the publicI`ll exfoliate your face with the acid inside my stomachBinge and purge, we live in thirty second blurbsand if consumers stopped existing we`d forget how to use wordsjust fuckin` eat each other til the next space age occursor at the source awards scratchin our heads like what happenedif the kids would`ve disclosed that you all lost if you just ask themout to plant life that sits and looks prettyto attract curious ?and section? angels when in the citythat`s below any self-respecting actress in a german schiester filmwho gobbled doggie dick and human fecesmy fingers tap buttons with sanctified awarenessfrom heart scan to pulse readingsthis a voice from a dead dimension without astral projectionthe sluggish rugged discuss bunk that hoversAcme lab rat escape barely breathing through the heating ventsI`ll try to come back for my family before the poison feeding commencebut if I should exhaust God`s patience on ?some? better take my place niggatell `em it`s the love that got me this farand it`s in my dreams I see their faces and[Vordul]Murderers is like handles that clap sandalshand sand off tools and I can`t stand on twoamped off booze wheelie with my ancle bruisedon the block silly with a mint ?ellie?watch young ladies hop scotch with the pink jelliesthat`s me trying to wop vettiwith the longness and pot-belliedtil it`s nauseous a raw dog orphan straight out of the orphanage oftenlost in a realm tryin to find cellsstrapped like a marksman with raps that`ll off kids mad higot my mind wrapped in a coffin resurrect thoughts in amorphousmorph into Aquaman polyin in waters talkin to dolphinsto get that bilingual spittin ?charm? tryin to get it onand spit a thorn that`ll split a form in half studyin mathlight `dro Eaton`s love mixed with ashspit bats that stick to DAT`ssip snapples and twist off caps when you fuckin with the sickest cats[Vast Aire]YoMy life`s not right check oneMy life`s not right check twoMy life`s not right check threeAre you ready???See I existiron fistmetal speechscientistcame out the womb of a phoenix expect nothin lessthen a mature flame velocity`s my plane my thought is my trainthe galaxy`s the body sun is the heart and the black hole`s the brainheard my verse had nuthin to sayI leave your mouth open when you`re standin(the word`s the midget) esophagus is the cannoncipher unknown the upper hand on overstandin watch the landinbelieve it or not I`m walkin on airlast of America`s heroes here to close the circleI still remember the days of Colecoa daily struggle but I hold onto the visionhip hop at it`s best when it lacked televisionand everybody wasn`t an emceeyou know where the flows be and if you check the rhyme slowlyyou`ll find out cats is unseen like Jarobiand most likely openin doors with the psycheif it`s a Mikey, they`ll eat anythingstarving but hack or crush anythingnot stars from the songs we sing this shit`s ridiculoid

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