andrew huang – caustic lyrics
i got the soda
caustic
i spit like a cobra
i got the soda
sweet, but i don’t mean the cola
caught in my bola
call me the chemical pagoda
you know the drill
like i’m chill a la mode
until the coda
song leaks like a battery
acid freak in your jam sp-ce
acrid beast devour the hands, face, and feet of the clock
‘til every hour is for steeping the pot
and i mean green tea in the spot
i’m keeping it hot
like beeblebrox reaching across
the ash pit for a pan galactic
to even the shots out drastic
loosen up my verbal gymnastics
i gotta put a little note there with an asterisk
saying even my fine print’s so fantastic, yo
everything i kick is a cl-ssic
like i’ve got welles under my boots
vain, horsing with orson
coming to shoot kane
like i’ve got wells under my boots
walk on water, i won’t go there
h-ll’s under my boots, i don’t care
let me bring in the ride
like it’s a garage
a symbol of speed
you can’t see it
like it’s a mirage
m1, make a monster flip
semi-auto automobile with oil sponsorship
come on
not buying it, eyeing it, maybe trying it
’cause with you and i in it
we could just fly a bit higher
but with compromises strewn
i’d be traumatized so soon
could i still cauterize the wound
my will proper
but someone prophesies for doom
thrill shopper and pill popper
disguised in tune
can’t get too far but i go too far
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