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bacon shoe - a new discovery shed lyrics

[intro: toine]
yeah, you know sometimes it’s…
sometimes it’s tough to be the hardest rap act in kansas city, missouri (yeah… yeah)
sometimes it’s tough to be the hardest rap act worldwide (yeah… yeah)
y’know, sometimes you gotta throw your weight around a little bit to get some sh-t done (yeah)
you gotta hustle for some rocks (yeah)
sometimes you gotta run the pimp game, you know what i’m saying, sometimes you gotta do that sh-t (yeah… yeah)
sometimes you gotta bend over and take it up the -ss a little bit
(ah… what?)
um, no you don’t, i’m sorry, you don’t have do that, that’s not true
i’ve never done that before so don’t think that i’m, like…
yeah, but it’s tough… it’s tough to be a gangster, sh-t

[verse 1: lethal d]
i think i got too deep and thought about a young cow
sleeping on the snowplow, and then i almost blanked out
it’s cause my brain wasn’t working too good
and it’s understood that you could get it under the hood, g
i’ll tear my t–th out the spleen house
your re-inflated balloon mouth, the one that caves in and out
i’m making sense if you’re tripping
and if you’re not, then listen to this next section
you went into the store and freaked out, the birds had their beaks out
and needed just to go south, and drip into your mouth
then i started coming down, when i woke up i was inside you
even escaped through my head here, just to cry through
cream can’t cover up the deep down guilt
or the f-cked-up liquids that you spilt

[interlude: toine]
canker sore (everybody, now)
canker sore (to the beat, y’all)
canker sore (a-do it, uh)
canker sore (godd-mn, uh)

with a clean tongue, she’s my number 1-2-3
give ’em something new to see, a-do it
with a clean tongue, she’s my number 1-2-3
give ’em something new to see, uh

canker sore (everybody, now)
canker sore (to the beat, y’all)
canker sore (a-do it, uh)
canker sore (yeah, uh)

with a clean tongue, she’s my number 1-2-3
give ’em something new to see, uh
with a clean tongue, she’s my number 1-2-3
brooklyn! …i mean, kansas city

[verse 2: lethal d]
i keep my game real tight
i work it out, get f-cked up every night
i might glue a thick fin to my forehead
or mutate into a fish half-dead
you can never say i keep stale jellybeans in my ashtray
i’ll mate with anyone who takes it in the brain
drillbit into which you’ll never be the same
and that’s why i keep it in the f-ckin’ fast lane

[interlude 2: toine & lethal d]
(yeah, cause i like to get f-cked in the brain)
yeah, cause you really don’t know what i’m sayin’
(yeah, cause i never really learned to abstain)
yeah, cause i’d like to get you f-cked in the brain
(yeah, cause i like to get f-cked in the brain)
yeah, cause you really don’t know what i’m sayin’
(yeah, cause i never really learned to abstain)
yeah, cause i’d like to get you f-cked

[verse 3: lethal d]
leaning up against the guardrail by the park
trying to play a show but it’s already too dark
toine got a gas can in his big hand
p-ssing that sh-t around, 2 am
like the lights turn low, infection on the grow
try to tell me sh-t that i already f-cking know
get your hands off my d-mn pant leg, b-tch
you gave it up and ruggles got the two-day itch

i rub my b-lls on appliances
got them chopped off in a rough game of simon says
try to tell me that the whole world’s full of circ-mstance
shut the f-ck up and put my gurney in the ambulance (uh)
while i get fixed up and put back to get f-cked
toine’s keeping the books up
and that’s why the shoe’s still around
scr-ping up grease and rubbing your crease down

schizophrenic from the rhymes and rough times in my head
internal bleeding in my bed
i’m not dead
sticky fingers around me, it’s all red
twenty leprechauns naked and half-bled
a new discovery shed

(what the f-ck are we talking about)
(whoa!)
(godd-mn, i wanted to commit suicide, i’d listen to f-ckin’ barry manilow! you motherf-ckers almost godd-mn as bad!)

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