Verse
I saw the rod-eye cross and murder above my turret Slither spiraling banister a hide My ruby glass glazed specs to trade the market thieves Where vendors cop the stolen citrus out pyramids Merry without a slapstick mavericks plugged to 3rd rail surges Piss on mayhem through city commuter circuits Oooh child, raises oddity, son of a circus side show Pertinent to the slide show, the wino's but I won't speak Infected projection thicken the air Punching is burning plastics upon whiffing the cringes Pucker another 60-second while 60 stars collapse the suckers And I'm reborn every time the wine back to water, my god Christ crucify me with rail road spikes Use my skull to them all in, gather sit and grin, weave All fair the most serene pageant Where sitting a stranger and living awards the badges I spell Marry with my name stitched on my Incinerate arrogant simpletons to feed my cherished in leagues a please, thank you, pardon, excuse me Your welcome, may I? ohh, I'd to nod but no you may not take a deep breath, naw let's take a breath Naw let's take, naw let's aaah shit, well I guess that says it Maybe I'll craft the canoe and paddle upstream Where the luck to reflect precious lovely interventions
I have a thousand deaths, and I apologize for you and yours For kicking fantasies overboard I mean I'm only one servant, ayo one hell of a And if the masses have to split the sea then let it bleed
I have a thousand deaths, and I apologize for them and theirs For breaking their ropes, ladders and stairs I I'm only one servant, ayo one hell of a diversion And if the have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed
Two:
You died a thousand deaths? I have And in the stood a thousand steps from where my nourish laughed And made a boat at, nomad, I in a social coma Jones and behome alone days how my poems I Dig in the dirt I bring up the earth pulley systems Thereby painting the perfect for hung juries Strung along a song of thorns of fury the anti-add-alarm before he recognized this worries me Carpet by my fink-eye beretta Walk my line, now what? Now strut that little combine Y'all call natural, in honesty promise me twenty thousand salami And dive and finding my thriving ivy leaves climbing up the pit Lack of most lords aboard, heroes unsung heroes rewards Yo if I in a trouble clutch then I dance fancy forward Like park children double dutching ropes in burning summers My wing can and will employ full expansion Unfolding lamping at home with my hands spanning for gold Told them the roof was on fire, when that structure to ashes All y'all saw was Aesop Rock holding an book of matches Maybe I'll sit the spilling motors clear Maybe I'll sit and my billie goat beard And rethink the time appear, maybe I won't Bundled in my little plummet Numb enough to die thousand deaths under the sun it makes me sick
I have died a thousand deaths, and I for you and yours For kicking your fantasies I mean I'm only one servant, ayo one hell of a And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it
I have died a thousand deaths, and I for them and theirs For breaking down ropes, ladders and stairs I mean I'm only one servant, ayo one of a diversion And if the masses have agreed to split the sea then let it
I have died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for you and For your fantasies overboard I mean I'm only one servant, ayo one of a diversion And if the masses have agreed to split the sea let it bleed
I have died a thousand deaths, and I for them and theirs For breaking down ropes, ladders and stairs I mean I'm only one servant, ayo one hell of a And if the masses have to split the sea then let it bleed