bad neighbors (of sandpeople) - let's go to the bar lyrics
[verse 1: simple]
i wish i didn’t have a conscience often acting as satan’s accomplice
nothing positive is accomplished
problematic when i’m at it again
matter of fact, bread, rum with the hatchet in the back of the van
eatin’ rack of the lamb, rosin in the pits of hades
you better enjoy mercedes while you actually can
or i’ma stick around and p+ss down the road before you climb it
you’re braking up the wrong tree in the cold climate
and when it starts to snow, i’ma show you all the shinin’
and pull out the axe and start to act all violent
how could you attack me with a slack jaw blind?
i’m an american psycho with a hacksaw mind
all you master lockjocks better not jackminе
without consolin’ the souls, enough wack rhymes
so put thе bag over your head and take a deep breath
it’s okay, the world’s only got another week left
before the sandpeople crew take another three jets
we’re runnin’ them through the front of all your tv sets
so put your hands over your head, don’t take another step
or i won’t be responsible for what you can expect
now the bad neighbors crew rollin’ up on your set
and we got next, best believe me
[verse 2: onlyone]
rappin’ with me, it’ll knock your chin out, chin out
you don’t have it on beat, yo, you been out, been out
get back on your knees, na+now, na+now
i’ll f+ck the […]
i feel no embarrassment, acts with a phallus
comparisons of my rap into the actions of alex
terrorists chasin’ paps, takin’ acid in pallets
transparency takin’ cats, chasin’ rabbits with alice
my therapy takin’ cats, blazin’ sacks in my chalice
bury a cadence catch, phrasing facts in your stylus
quite hurtful, like commercial hype
bite your pipes, purple, wipe the white thermals
right, right, masses and gains
hatchet your veins when i crack in your frame
love for the lashes, like passion is pain
rational actions to ashes and flames
bash the brains, splashin’ like paint
in fashions like rain on the grass where i lay
imagine that phrase when you think of what i said
mars will be attracted to the ideas above your head
what?
[verse 3: mo+b]
for all the absent+minded, those absent at the ballot
apathetic slaves, give away their talent
i’m sympathetic, regret in your hands , callous
as a prophet of prophets, cleansing their pallets
i’m gonna get it, but you probably gonna doubt it
they know you did it, that’s why they got you surrounded
so synthetic, all the fakes compounded
they get big+headed and haven’t come down since
don’t forget it, your faith is unfounded
they recommend it, drinkin’ from youthful fountains
get apprehended when them dogs come houndin’
no happy endings, rap pools the drought in
the blood was scented, like truth announcements
mass+projected, then viewed in houses
no antiseptic, for wounds and gouges
it’s academic, y’all, move the crowd, sh+t
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