Lyrics:
Got a jacket but regardless I be cold
Execute you if you officious with my dough
Ain't signing deals niggas tryna take my soul
Start the Porsche,
these bastards!
Oh, so many times
I wanted to mute their officious sounds
Destroy them faster!
Listen, now, the only monster here is
Universe is being formatted
Officious Spatiality born
Univers is being formatted
Curruptted spirituality thorn
Universe is being formatted
Vicious
society and
An officious state he has, as Frost said
A lover's quarrel with the world
In pursuing his perceptions of reality
He must often sail against
delicious
My waist? Fictitious
My mouth? Flirtatious
My face? Malicious
My nose on officious
My brain on litigious
My balance on phallic
My bank on tremendous
to hurt you in ways
Last thing on the menu
Contemptuous to eat you
Not that you aren't delicious
But I feel officious
When I think of our thing
sick of the fuckin' officious
I had to go get a vaccine, was sicker than covid when I was 19
Was popping the erks and the beans, oh jeez, I coulda OD'd
country comets, that portend
No war nor prince's funeral
Shining unto no higher end
Than to presage the grass's fall
Ye glow-worms, whose officious
ambitious I’m always seditious, officious propitious im always judicious, a rhyming factitious my word play delicious, I want all the beef so I can eat and do
the cup we'll see what that come to
Bet they'll come running once ya girl been blew
Opposer withdrew, ain't what they used to
Catch em' getting officious
anything
Some people like to get their kicks
Some officious men like dinky things
Some people like to work duty bound
In the daily rounds, around
slang for lit)
It's official it's so officious
It so bildungsroman
It's so different
So long as I'm
Doing good earnestly
With earnings when
I get that
Agglomeration
Of officious husks
Between starving gulfs
Biomass is expended
Into the hostile vacuum
Firstlight's dim pinion
Distant contingencies
Blandishments and fawning - your daily routines
Your officious appearences will destroy the scene
You can't impress me with your sawder!
Your
I take my medicine
It keeps me up at night
It knows the shape I'm in
Thinks I won't get it right
Officious little tick tock
Clock above the bar
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