Fruit of the Gods
Et Sen
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Dash out Tabs in hand A spastic man The acid rams into my conscious thought The interaction is avid with absolute truths vanishing Encapsulating new frames of looking at shit I'm completely shook by the shit I write a good hook on the shit Perspectives shrink smaller than your schmeckle I bet a heavy sheckle you come back on different level Chasms do we dance in If Ant ain't got acid in hand, then He might as well just stop all the yammering, the panicking It settles suddenly Everything i do's perfunctory Disgusted by the mud to which this flood of thought accompanies Accustomed to the fuckery and punditry That new perspective shudders me This go and f*ck your mother beat Nature tried to mother me My cerebellum's busted see It takes a lot to muster the strength to face that other me So f*ck him, see I'm open to experience and peering in I'm hearing shit F*ck my fear of fearlessness Point blank, piercing it Joint dank, delirious Discomfort comes like sudden thunder Light the dark paths that lead you under And you follow it knowingly Spit the darkest bit of poetry From the sickest truths exposed in me Not victim, ho. Don't notice me The dictum's to dispose of the Hole we fill with dope and weed I fill the hole and go to leave But my conscience starts to tug on me When's the man up top gon' pull the plug on me I'd pop him in his jaw if he had the balls To try and walk on me Goddamnit, turn off the beat Fruit of the gods at the party I take a stem, you take tab and baby we get awkward Bodies. Exposure The pain ain't over I fear we'll feel the same thing when we're older Fruit of the gods at the party I take a stem, you take tab and baby we get awkward Bodies. Exposure The pain ain't over I fear we'll feel the same thing when we're older This that underground box coda This that I'm so alone shit That baby take me home shit That that baby leave the hole split Baby leave a swol clit Baby baby baby oh shit, yeah This that underground box coda This that I'm so alone shit That baby take me home shit Baby leave a swol clit Baby leave the hole split Baby baby baby oh shit Fruit of the gods at the party I take a stem, you take tab and baby we get awkward Bodies. Exposure The pain ain't over I fear we'll feel the same thing when we're older This that this and that Give a drip a kitty kat Did not ever get into that Now I've got interest in your bag What you got What's the vig Roll the fig, extend a branch In these chasms do we dance In this molding are we cast I'm fucked up beyond belief I carry sword that can't be unsheathed A game of dethrone or unseat The blunt leaks, so plug the leaf I plug your brain into a mainframe you can't ever unsee
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