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jakprogresso - word to bacteria lyrics

2000, the year 23, words become bacteria
wrote this here outer body near a cave in syria
hippie gusto, a failed dust bowl farmer
as the young grow old, the old blood grow harsher
rolled one verse to cut, earth’s crustal armor
i’m a humboldt sparker
i got bars stocked inside a gun boat harper
silver tongue spun gold, slice vessel right
cut throat, star (?)
can’t hear you this loud blew noisily
ultra spoiled me, cooked base, mom spoon oily
high school blew royally, whose goya bean
now it’s different sh+t, new toilеt seat
ahh, steamin’ slow like ricе burned
i write run+on sentences like, consecutive life terms
since ’95, i was gettin’ stripes and cyphers
a wetlands fighter, a nuyorican’s bread and writer
back then there wasn’t as many writers
at the time, the talent outside was like the ’84, 49ers
overboard, deck hands berserk (what?)
standing room only, sweat glands will burst
sick o’ red hands on shirts
kickin’ sh+t like my size twelves, what bed pans and merk
yo, a ginsu beef, to cow chowder
11 century, my town outer
county jail called valhalla
stony foulmouthed, a downtowner
not here to pat around with any idols, they bow down to (nah)
roundhouse kick drums, basketballin’ on shrooms, big ups
volcanic hiccups
freestyle let go from the roof like, bishop
promos to megaphones in the back o’ pickups
gonzo rambo shark cuttin’ in tar puddles
catchin’ stank faces like hard puzzles
whole scene silent, arbuckle (hahaha)
those writtens made the whole bar chuckle
chop drums, tourniquet, hard knuckle
hailed the old air
stab a writer during a fire at the cabaret voltaire
death in thx, high def exhibition
the pen got, steroid in hands, bicep definition (yeah)
i wasn’t a backpacker, just a trip writer (facts)
not a circus act uppin’ higher to spit fire
hit finder
took my ghost to balance the skin like a whip with stripped tires

- jakprogresso lyrics

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