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Ultraviolent
by Impulse Machine
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I say, boy why stick around here
Stick around here, stick around here
Eyes stay shut stay thinking 'bout fear
Thinking 'bout fear, thinking 'bout fear
Blood flows red, flows thicker 'round here
Thicker 'round here, thicker 'round here
Blood flows red, flows thicker 'round here
Thicker 'round here, thicker 'round here
I only want to hear about the goddamn sewer sludge clogging up my throat
And the flotsam, jetsam, bodybags full
And the process concepts automate, grow
Burning in the hole, burning in the hole
Now let me build my words, I need a second or two
I'm captivated by the way I'm imitative of you
You'll get to feel like a surgeon when you sever my nerves
Absurd, feed like a sturgeon from the mud of the earth
Oh the seminal criminal, clutching his Cain
Indivisible, under God, sealed in chains
Under clinical principles seeing the brain
Unintentional, undefined, screaming insane
Blood flows red, flows thicker 'round here
Thicker 'round here, thicker 'round here
Blood flows red, flows thicker 'round here
Thicker 'round here, thicker 'round here
Cutthroat media, blind hysteria
Men with guns spotted in your area
State intel behind a black stone barrier
Body shot politic, pre/vicarious
Can you feel me I'm alive in the system
Plugging my tendons in a rhythm written in the masonry of a prison
Listen, now let me live or let me die let us get down to business
Feed them to the pigs and cut a consensus
Fuck selling drugs, serving ten slinging ganja
Imma run guns to Iran for the Contra
Fuck selling drugs, serving ten slinging ganja
Imma fuck around, run guns for the Contra
Blood flows red, flows thicker 'round here
Thicker 'round here, thicker 'round here
Blood flows red, flows thicker 'round here
Thicker 'round here, thicker 'round here
You are in denial
Your neighborhood, in ruins
Locusts swarm the streets in inconsistent distributions
System breaker, schizo matrix, instantly evaporated
Symbol slinging troglodytes, simple in their paradise
Anti-matter, anti-mass, antecedents, aftermaths
Anterograde mimesis burning bodies in the past
Hand by hand, fist by fist, erected by decree of the checklist
Sovereign over meat, bone, sinew, and self-righteousness
Blood and oil and Oxyclean, concentrated war machines
Chatter, chatter, try and capture what you've seen in hangover dreams
God is here
Blood flows red, flows thicker 'round here
Thicker 'round here, thicker 'round here
Blood flows red, flows thicker 'round here
Thicker 'round here, thicker 'round here
I say, boy why stick around here
Stick around here, stick around here
Eyes stay shut stay thinking 'bout fear
Thinking 'bout fear, thinking 'bout fear
Blood flows red, flows thicker 'round here
Thicker 'round here, thicker 'round here
Blood flows red, flows thicker 'round here
Thicker 'round here, thicker 'round here
I only want to hear about the goddamn sewer sludge clogging up my throat
And the flotsam, jetsam, bodybags full
And the process concepts automate, grow
Burning in the hole, burning in the hole
Now let me build my words, I need a second or two
I'm captivated by the way I'm imitative of you
You'll get to feel like a surgeon when you sever my nerves
Absurd, feed like a sturgeon from the mud of the earth
Oh the seminal criminal, clutching his Cain
Indivisible, under God, sealed in chains
Under clinical principles seeing the brain
Unintentional, undefined, screaming insane
Blood flows red, flows thicker 'round here
Thicker 'round here, thicker 'round here
Blood flows red, flows thicker 'round here
Thicker 'round here, thicker 'round here
Cutthroat media, blind hysteria
Men with guns spotted in your area
State intel behind a black stone barrier
Body shot politic, pre/vicarious
Can you feel me I'm alive in the system
Plugging my tendons in a rhythm written in the masonry of a prison
Listen, now let me live or let me die let us get down to business
Feed them to the pigs and cut a consensus
Fuck selling drugs, serving ten slinging ganja
Imma run guns to Iran for the Contra
Fuck selling drugs, serving ten slinging ganja
Imma fuck around, run guns for the Contra
Blood flows red, flows thicker 'round here
Thicker 'round here, thicker 'round here
Blood flows red, flows thicker 'round here
Thicker 'round here, thicker 'round here
You are in denial
Your neighborhood, in ruins
Locusts swarm the streets in inconsistent distributions
System breaker, schizo matrix, instantly evaporated
Symbol slinging troglodytes, simple in their paradise
Anti-matter, anti-mass, antecedents, aftermaths
Anterograde mimesis burning bodies in the past
Hand by hand, fist by fist, erected by decree of the checklist
Sovereign over meat, bone, sinew, and self-righteousness
Blood and oil and Oxyclean, concentrated war machines
Chatter, chatter, try and capture what you've seen in hangover dreams
God is here
Blood flows red, flows thicker 'round here
Thicker 'round here, thicker 'round here
Blood flows red, flows thicker 'round here
Thicker 'round here, thicker 'round here