a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

trem bison - human centipede lyrics

“he reveals the thought. and through them a dramatic story or a young man on trial for the crime of murder.”

[trem bison]

i share the same sp-ces where the ghost that haunts ya
rolling weed as sticky as a virgin ???
i was born bad, 16 ?? ?? some fat wh0r-‘s bag
i’m a b-st-rd my mother never had a chance to divorce dad
suppose to be spitting instead i’m tripping on horse tranq
floss that young girls raped like andy dufresne in shawshank
no escape, doors jam to the scene of the crime by ???
????? ???? took more shot than a world war tank
i’m sick in the head, frontal lobe with damage, a cancerous brain
spitting my infected thoughts on paper, the plans are insane
real prince of the devil, doing h-ll’s work, hands in the flames
last week god spat in my face, made it matter of rage
sad in my day forecast, the darkness skies blacken from gray
i’ll wait for the very far away place travel and stayed inside an animal cage
locked in a room where i babbled and ?? were scrabbled and ?? in the garden of eden trying to see rappers some grapes
i’ll spike your lizards towers, storm booths and blizzards out
this is how i practice satanism inside a wizard’s house
throughout the ritual, heavens opened he started p-ssing down
this all foul e.t. interference, told the troll to listen out
and ?? pull back my cartons over faces that missing scalps
probation officer recommended i’m sent to prison now
be ?? i’m a ?? by cutting a virgin’s ?? christian mouth
who were abducted and s-xually -ssaulted ?? couch

[jak tripper]

off the block i push the van
we got a lot of kush on hand
you get popped chopped and put in bags
dropped out operative entrance
in social settings i’m awkward as an octopus on land
f-ck a road check
i pimp the trees, they’re so wet
i’m smoked out like flag burning protests
agoraphobic, my house is like rose red
dripping goat flesh
work for a suicide hotlines having phone s-x
i’m a dead dope head
kind of goth at the spot looking like gomez
and i’m the 8th man, i’ll take you to a candy made land
with marmalade sands, floating through dance floor, i am a sp-ce man
went on stage and od in front of my stage hands
i’m a train crash
i’m might go to the beatles on window pane tabs
f-ck the fame flash

[jibbarish]

when i and the pen’s writing like 10 lightning
bolts strike him and bite him and left there crying
me and trem bison, men at wrecking sh-t ?? ?? tyson
you couldn’t steal my gift them iron
iron jaw, death stalking dinosaur
p-ssy emcees better believe i’m the final war
the rival told you i’m a major of v-g-n-saur
the rhyme ?? you, i’ll hang you from your spinal cord
i’m the baddest rapper that you never heard of
spit word, i commit murders when i spit verses
dead meats i flip persons and i’m turning ’em into man made burgers
in a burning furnace, triple six serpents lurking
sick surgeon, discertain, worthless orchids
i’m purpose i’m driving your he-rs- off of the f-cking earth’s surface
they’re dirt merchants and i’m working in the circus
certainly hurting ’em i’m serving ’em up the first to murk the ??
the man they be up in your f-cking nightmare
the white bear and i’m right there mothaf-cka
with an aqua duster i’ll sucker-punch ya
with an uppercut to mash up your whole skeleton structure, crush ya
like a human centipede, i’m high in the sky but i’m h-llbent on weed
up in the underground, 500 pound run around
i’ll make you wonder how i don’t k!ll you when i let the thunder out the mouth

[coal cash]

i am atrocity, misogyny ??
a sodomy harpoon making room for the colostomy
obviously two masonic booms is velocity
and consciously ?? i’ll use a spoon in your lobotomy
gotta be getting brains from a dame who would die on me
spray paint with her veins and then claim it’s a ?? ??
i’m f-cking ??, you don’t want me to get hatchet
muk is nuts as bat sh-t, i’ll f-ck the baby out a fat chick
then try to catch it before the brat impacts the mattress
switch to attack and snap its back with an ax kick
and that’s for practice, i’m immaculate during game time
inclined to eat your brains and then claim we share the same mind
kind of spastic spitting pyroclastic acid
i cracked and ?? ?? the homicidal masters
spiral p-ssage, a corkscrew how my thoughts move
true to my walk and tomahawk that i talk to
a short fuse, losing temper catch dementia
then dismember your body and i probably won’t remember
my own agenda, so don’t pretend to understand it
i landed on this planet now i panic cuz i’m stranded
and i’ve commanded at cross sections of 4th dimensions
suppression of thoughts with a force to warp perception
force aggression til you question the realm of sanity
calamity tongue and i’m truly a son of anarchy

- trem bison lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS