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[Vast Aire]What the deal Nasa? Touching yourselfUh, 1-2, whatDef Jukies, stabbing bitches in the nookie like, whatDon`t make me bite ya face (come on)`Cuz it ain`t like I like the tasteIt`s more of a psychological thingMy heart pace`ll never changeBut your cabbage`ll get rearrangedDon`t make me bite ya face (your face)`Cuz it ain`t like I like the taste (the taste)It`s more of a psychological thingMy heart pace`ll never changeBut your cabbage`ll get rearrangedAnd I don`t even pack no gatI`d rather run up on you and your crew with a Great Adventure bat(oh my God)And when the deed`s done it goes up the sleeveAnd when the one time comes I`ll be in the breezeYou may be different, but you a poetic frontThe difference between us is that we say what we want (suckers)Especially after we light the bluntSome of us like to pull cards, I pull stuntsI broke up with my ex on some bachelor shit (why?)Now I`m killin two birds with the same dickAnd isn`t it ironic? Don`t ya think?The same cat that left the mic smokin, left the man of steel`sback brokenChillin with Lois Lane, and she`s openCause I could suck a cookie out a pussy when it`s soaking[El-P]Chick bit my head off, but the ass was magicShould`ve seen the tattoo on her back of a praying mantisClutched my chest like Fred SanfordAnd splashed her crack on some man shitNow baby girl`s amped, trying to walk on both hands backwardsMoaning fantastic damage with her grill sunk in the mattress(that`s my language)Rode at insane angles, all tangled up and damagedStar spangled mangler fuckbot add a money shotHit her in the shitter i`m in it with, K-Y liquid andDouble kitchen gloves, love`s lovin itComfortable naked and takes it like a patriotI`m wearin a dookie rope and some oven mitts!Suck clits like Vast Aire Vs. mother reminderAnd that`s my b-boy alpha numeric vagina diner amalgamChick screamed so loud I could hear it on my last album!(on info kill)And smell her in the showerWhile we fucked to Chill Rob G`s version of `I`ve got the Power`It`s getting kinda hecticThe house pets seem alert and confused,And the neighbors leaving messagesGet on your stomach and I`ll plug you in all your entrancesAnd one exitWhispering quotes from The TempestDr. Hell No, (oh yes I did)With a surgical scrub on a baby arm inserted from fist to elbowI drank her bath water in a shot glassThen ran my tongue up the crack of her assTil our future children hatchedThe mushrooms had me seeing some sort of deep organic mathOn some primal altered state sex, I felt connected to the pastCollapse, nasty, wet, wept into her neckSuckling on her swollen nipplesThen I drifted into R.E.M.Where I dreamt of little bouncing cherubsWith clit rings and sexy woodnipsAnd crotchless liederhosen begging to get bent[Vast Aire]Don`t make me bite ya face`Cuz it ain`t like I like the tasteIt`s more of a psychological thingMy heart pace`ll never changeBut your cabbage`ll get rearrangedDon`t make me bite ya face (your face)`Cuz it ain`t like I like the taste (the taste)It`s more of a psychological thingMy heart pace`ll never change (suckerrrrrrs)But your cabbage`ll get rearrangedI usually, bust raps for funAnd if six was nine, I`d probably bust a machine gun (he`s got a gun!)Niggas hate meCause I scribbled the Cold Vein, ice grilled Medusa and I`m stone freeWell actually I was purple hazed, chew on the lasersFroze in a Hendrix mazeLook at these sloppy catsWith they copied rapsOur shit is too hard to studyOx is brilliant, our ying is colorful, but our yang is muddyAnd if you ever thought you had one up on me, that had to be a projection from R2D2Cause I am not see throughI`m more like, you cross the line and I`ll see youIn intensive...You think I care if your titties are sensitive?Niggas beware!Don`t make me bite ya face (face)`Cuz it ain`t like I like the taste (the taste)It`s more of a psychological thingMy heart pace`ll never changeBut your cabbage`ll get rearrangedRearranged, ranged, ranged rangedRearranged, ranged ranged rangedMotherfuckers look strangeYeah.. Cannibal O, will, handle you slowWhat, Def Jux[El-P]Once againFile that in your "This must be underground!" CategoryHey, why don`t you write a review, of my ass?

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