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curse ov dialect – baby how? lyrics

[verse 1: august the 2nd]
scratching my head
biting my nails
running in circles
chasing my tail
riddled with anxiety
clumsiness always follows me

[verse 2: raceless]
a pentagon of owls milk the words i utter
i’ve programmed them to k!ll me when my speech reaches the gutter
a habit of coffee and poison cancer sticks delete my dreams
question upon question upon question equals disease
development of my elements are relevant you elephant
your tusks of ivory and rivalry don’t make you elegant
examine yourself from the inside out
perfection is impossible
ignorance is bliss
if pain persists consult the dialect hospital

[verse 3: vulk makedonski]
when i was younger a wonder down under
running up slides
urine filled my pants
eating meat pies collecting dead flies in an aftershave bottle
butch c-ssidy
a flappy-eared catastrophe stop bashing me
pulling mental triggers stealing wrestling figures
hollywood holocaust
st-tches’ boss: what a toss
five years lost the cost fund my redundancy
makedonski i clown philip’s sun is my heart pumping light through my veins
it rains when it’s hot winter burns the spot
rot in my cot
questions sparked in hip-hop
i’m a lollipop that no one wants to suck
so i’m stuck out of luck yelling “but… but… but…”

[verse 4: atarungi]
riding bare back over miles of coral
sea anemone smiles
cheeky oral pleasure manta ray
lethal barb sting
singing cray fish who grapple tackle while eating caviar twice a day
mr
disarray riddles planktons
little shoe
amoebas waging war with t-st-cl- residue
so what you gonna do annoy?
spermazoids deploy is noids from the void…

[verse 5: raceless]
consider this: you reap what you sew
i’ll keep sewing and keep knitting until my soul begins to glow
because the clowns in flux have drowned
pulled to new found sounds
a place where political regimes are said out loud
five fingers on my crotch
scrutinized by creed

[august the 2nd]
take your hands out your pants you really don’t have that need

[vulk makedonski]
i’m not shaking your hand brother!

- curse ov dialect lyrics

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