Agave Breakfast

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Agave Breakfast
Composed by Jan Branicki (DJ Pain1)

Aye I gotta gotta go away
That's what they say at least that's what they told me
If I gotta leave I'm fleeing the scene I got a reason to believe in that my dream is supreme 
Feel the heebie-jeebies creeping as they feed the disease with
Demons preaching hedonism meet up repeat aye

The abstract wizard in a hatchback withered 
With my backpack missing and a trash bag of gizzards 
Match book burning and the bad blood bitter
That's the last damn time I ever match on Tinder 
Trash my Twitter send a fax I'm injured 
In a rat trap mad yelling snap my picture
Fast five critters in a landmine fixture 
And they're mixing up positions for the last time; shivers
No more slow-mow finna showboat lone soul when I roam in the o-zone
Loco Soko in a solo pogo when I flow and it's homegrown
Oh finna go for the fold though an inventive intervention with a go-pro 
An intended etiquette I better get a better gift a veteran of betterment I better go home
Yo what scares you bear tooth and a fucked up hairdo 
Care to compare you to a careless parent's cherished heirloom 
Fair use and a tear in the air tube where to parachute to the prayer group
Gotta get a bitter criminal recidivism pivotal epitome of city shared news

Aye I gotta gotta go away
That's what they say at least that's what they told me
If I gotta leave I'm fleeing the scene I got a reason to believe in that my dream is supreme 
Feel the heebie-jeebies creeping as they feed the disease with
Demons preaching hedonism meet up repeat aye

Fight crime in an iron suit fire proof 
Fire flies lighting up entire rooms I am Groot
Inspired by the sight of violence, it's a kind of boost
Fighter pilot might have killed Al Qaeda in designer boots
Lighten moods biting snipers like a viper do
I might produce a cypher and ignite the height to heighten hoops
Fighting through the Kuiper loop to tighten screws that might be loose
Deciphering the licensing and cycling through ripened roots
Missing link... can't sing but I get to think
Scribbling a written to the rhythm and I'm feeling like it's my kink
Chillin' like a villain with Attila guerrillas are killing villains in the village while they pillage another
I gotta get a little bit of sentimental momentum and every other motherfucker better get up and shed'em 
I got a lemon peppered leopard not at Buca di Beppo the stupid contender rooting for the doom and vendetta 
The humans are meta fluent what they do is intrepid stepping headless to the medic gunna ruin his getup yup
But it's okay gotta get a little lit today
Never giving it the minimal it's pivotal and difficult at this old age

Aye I gotta gotta go away
That's what they say at least that's what they told me
If I gotta leave I'm fleeing the scene I got a reason to believe in that my dream is supreme 
Feel the heebie-jeebies creeping as they feed the disease with
Demons preaching hedonism meet up repeat aye

Agave breakfast got me tempted for some sloppy seconds
A godly presence with no posse I see consequences 
A flock of peasants poppin' molly ollie onto benches
Optimistic opposites plotting to stop the condescension 
The man of honor can of spam with ham and anaconda 
Grab the vodka stranded outward can't get out the phantom's opera
Well damn that's awkward mister fancy pants your mansion's haunted 
Plasma walking down the halls and also all the cats are talking 
But what can I say tough stuff up up and away
Come down from the cloud to the sound that I found underground by the flames
Step in the dimension then forget it in a minute get acidic with the shit then I kill it when I'm finished 
Diminished in the citadel criminal what the hell finna get it lifted like a shitty Honda Civic
Written in the rhetoric it's said to be the betterment of gentlemen an elemental measurement of sedatives 
You bet it is embedded in repetitive eminence evidently amenities in enemy tenements 
I'm the veteran a letterman it's evident medicine with adrenaline inventive an indefinite impediment 
Instead I get a benefit at Bennigan's and then again inevitability is a bet of percentages

Aye I gotta gotta go away
That's what they say at least that's what they told me
If I gotta leave I'm fleeing the scene I got a reason to believe in that my dream is supreme 
Feel the heebie-jeebies creeping as they feed the disease with
Demons preaching hedonism meet up repeat aye

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