holocaust - fever dream lyrics
[produced by skarekrow]
[hook 2x: warcloud]
you’re stuck on a ship in a bottle, quite unique
you live inside my painting and move once a week
i switched the art around, my friends are gettin’ suspicious
i switched the art around, my friends are gettin’ suspicious
[verse 1: warcloud]
the ballad of mr. edward hyde, crook as scrooge
hooligans and scallywags, crickets in ice cubes
shiny red tricycle, a rhinoceros skull
old captain flag standing in the hole
mcs is dull, phantom in the steam
ruffians and fiends, world ain’t what it seem
slinky falls down the stairs, can’t forget that
chase you with a pickaxe, bullets you get gift wrapped
mud grew over the house, hot moistures
found a black wallet in a bucket of blue oysters
i’m in the air like the ozone, bubble gum snow cones
raccoon in the yard laying with broke bones
that’s how i wrote poems, drowsy with the drug, what?
off with a sultan’s daughter, swallow the love nut
it’s no jive, warcloud has arrived
the reflections of guns in his eyes, we all lie
and this is wu-tang, carve it with my hook hand
l.a. story, flip a nickel, the book stand
it’s full of crooks and dry hoes for sale
saw a giant squid biting a whale in the hail
[hook 2x]
[verse 2: warcloud]
pistol in your face, skeletons in the wires
we move like old vampires, meet your desires
walk with a monkey wrench, body inside a lake
we grow off cake like slugs in earthquake
mice in the cape, my rhyme is violent uzi
i laugh like thieves with money bags in a silent movie
seven stone roses, vodka in the toolbox
one heavy pistol came from the nuthouse
pineapple soda pop knocks you off courses
k!llers with torches thrown to death on their horses
mean warcloud breaks you into powder
who put the poison in mrs. fletcher’s chowder?
a weasel fell out of his hide, death was holding y’all
cuckoo the crew, a rosebush in a bowling ball
gun you down on the street
bullets that hit you through trucks, don’t even argue
so stuck up that n-ggas just might rob you
i laid in bed next to her black cat
[hook 2x]
[verse 3: warcloud]
aiyo, things that go bump in the night, my rap embargo
is like cotton dolls, bird feathers and marbles
diamonds and seash-lls, silver the size of cartwheels
throwing large sports, the maharaja he walks
shoot you five times in the sternum, watch the spear
stab you with a 12 inch knife behind the ear
then leave the scene in slow motion, fun red
sasquatch, yeti, battalion with one head
stacks of cloth, bits of paper, pieces of string
biting orange carrots in the spring
it’s like running through bricks, stones, steel and concrete
a week of gun fight like the last days of long beach
a jewel gold mask, a helmet full of gold dust
you got people, blast thieves for gold
dried out bones, just scattered and growing mold
the honest man kissed the crooked man and his toad
slay pitchers who sat in a circle around the pool hall
stir fried vegetables, marshmallows smoke
gl-ss sipping, eight sugar snap peas
while i crept up on the ridge to buy a deed
wack, wack, wack, with arrows i came to waste y’all
now you look cheap, my cry battles the great wall
a dirty old baseball, rolie polie olie
[hook 2x]
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