Ego Death

[00:00.18] Yeah, no, I understand what you're saying, but... is it sexier than torture?
[00:04.41] (Shah, yeah, Los Angles)
[00:07.24] (Under the cellulite laden thigh of the night)
[00:10.42] (Yeah, oh shoot, lemme see if I can finish this)
[00:14.01] (Okay, lets go, yeah)
[00:16.06] (We can make this better)
[00:22.56] (We can make this better)
[00:29.16] (We can make this better)
[00:35.61] Under the cellulite laden thigh of the night
[00:38.37] I slip miniature mantras between my cries and gripes
[00:41.52] Jewel-flavored crystals in the red, blue, and white stripes
[00:44.89] While crowds throw numbers at me like The Price is Right
[00:48.33] And downtime is never met with an overjoyed grin
[00:51.22] 'Cause sleep and death have always been conjoined twins
[00:54.87] You'd rather lick the red gills of pop art
[00:57.69] Than your cement-filled pock marks
[01:01.20] The withering tendrils from my wrought heart
[01:04.01] Reach for a Benadryl like it was a lost ark
[01:07.62] 'Cause my average day is for the body of aegis, they're prompting these sieges
[01:11.22] We cry to these seniors, living inside of splotchy Adidas
[01:13.90] Serving consecutive sentences
[01:15.89] My corrective lenses is ruby quartz
[01:17.76] Yet my vision ain't worth a jiggling of booty warts
[01:20.46] Circumstances trap writers like Kathy Bates
[01:23.04] Under a decolorized happy face
[01:24.61] So my car ain't covered in candy paint
[01:26.57] But still the nanny state can't fix the diaper rash
[01:28.31] I'm pinging this on a cyber cast
[01:29.52] Questioning news items playing pattycake with Ira Glass
[01:32.84] The fact that this pony show's racist
[01:35.94] Stirs the colloquial cake mix and charges the homeostasis
[01:38.71] Of all the homies who await us like we some Smokin' Joe Fraziers
[01:41.95] But my unchecked whining's like some ceremonial plate shift
[01:45.48] We can make this better, but we're not, yes we will
[01:50.13] We're just looking for something inside us to kill
[01:52.66] We can make this better, but we're not, yes we will
[01:56.25] We're just looking for something inside us to kill
[01:59.09] We can make this better, but we're not, yes we will
[02:02.82] We're just looking for something inside us to kill
[02:05.06] We can make this better
[02:10.87] Before long, boil the bones
[02:13.65] A little celery chop
[02:15.26] A little pepper, a little milk of the poppy
[02:17.90] Little posse in effect
[02:19.07] Analog mono-poly Man'o'War
[02:21.73] Walloping the auto-poly avatar
[02:23.90] Mind on his Mallomars
[02:25.77] Money on the iron lung
[02:27.35] Clumsy with the can of worms
[02:29.02] Usher you behind the sun
[02:30.80] He shoots he whores, truly stupid troubadours and elders
[02:33.55] Stock the shelter with frijoles and blueberry New York Seltzers
[02:37.21] Roll up in a pa-diddle like a doofus
[02:39.97] Hit the corner like the devil is a cubist
[02:42.61] I'm ruthless, the sigil is dog with a cone, feeling foolish
[02:46.36] Seven hells calling all foreseeable futures
[02:49.98] Be it obtained culprit
[02:51.79] Crippling migraine and strange stomach
[02:53.57] Or a stray bullet through his gray mullet
[02:55.60] I am ivy up the god damn lattice
[02:58.13] March to the math rock
[02:59.91] Raw, no cartoon mascot
[03:02.61] The Mario pajama bottoms clumsily rappelling
[03:05.48] Under a gibbous moon
[03:07.20] Hunting for shitty food
[03:09.05] Gunning, too tough, embedded in bad magic
[03:11.95] Duckboy, shit is quacktastic
[03:15.06] We can make this better, but we're not, yes we will
[03:19.65] We're just looking for something inside us to kill
[03:21.79] We can make this better, but we're not, yes we will
[03:25.92] We're just looking for something inside us to kill
[03:28.53] I'm not done yet
[03:30.13] I'm not done yet
[03:31.69] I'm not done yet
[03:33.23] I'm not done yet
[03:35.10] We can make this better, but we're not, yes we will
[03:38.42] We're just looking for something inside us to kill
[03:41.04] Rap Marilyn Manson, about as hot as a Vanson
[03:44.28] With two hoodies on the beach with two bitches crump dancin'
[03:47.37] Rappers put your bets in, last man standin'
[03:50.35] Bars hit so hard you ricochet off the planet
[03:53.89] The motherfucking hybrid, tell Miley Cyrus text me
[03:56.83] When I holler to her private I'm tryna get them privates
[03:59.98] Parts, don't start, take heart like Kano
[04:03.16] Remember when I told to you niggas drink all the Dran-o
[04:06.35] Pop all the pills, take all the lines
[04:09.53] Chop through a window with some sawblade blinds
[04:12.65] Back on that shit, guess what this time?
[04:15.94] Half a stick of dynamite where the sun don't shine
[04:19.01] Any nigga disrespecting, chin check 'em 'til he's slinky-neck
[04:22.76] Blowing dope, eyes low and chinky like I'm Mannie Fresh
[04:25.47] Countdown to extinction, no nigga not Megadeath
[04:29.01] So many dead rappers, can't even take baby steps
[04:31.88] Walking over carcasses of artists in my garden
[04:35.46] Been nice with this shit since Nas was writin' past the margin
[04:38.11] Any nigga wanna start it, I fuckin' beg your pardon
[04:41.73] I'm with arson, I'm the firestarter; Prodigy invent the art
[04:44.51] Smack my bitch up in the mouth with my dick
[04:48.17] And it's not domestic violence 'cause she likes that shit
[04:52.09] There's no sentence to describe it, homie
[04:54.69] Except she sucked it like her fucking life depended on it
[04:58.19] We can make this better, but we're not, yes we will
[05:02.02] We're just looking for something inside us to kill
[05:04.34] We can make this better, but we're not, yes we will
[05:08.49] We're just looking for something inside us to kill
[05:10.76] We can make this better, but we're not, yes we will
[05:14.95] We're just looking for something inside us to kill
[05:17.10] We can make this better, but we're not, yes we will
[05:21.50] We're just looking for something inside us to kill
[05:24.82] Aes Rizzo ain't got that perfect hair
[05:28.28] Danny Brown ain't got that perfect hair
[05:31.85] Driver ain't got that perfect hair
[05:34.42] Jeremiah Jae ain't got that perfect hair
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