You should rhyme loud Jak. (excuse me sir, could you rhyme louder?) I like when you were on Melodies, you use to rhyme real loud, when you're screaming.. But right now it's cold and early for that, yeah and I'm an older gentlemen distinguished (it's sad man)
Yo
I'll eat you with the horse you came with
I'm orderly aided
My brain is as big as a grape is, or a grape's pit
My life s**s like inhalation
A fat reduction liposuction vacuum stuffed to the intestinal track tubes of obese patients
Teens baited, catch 'em while they raving
Half full house hated
I snap like handcuffs on dust heads and weak anklets
I leave stages on wheelchairs and lean faded
Keep a clean basement, habitually clean
I keep sanitize sheets and clean aprons
Wrist smile cleave glided
Hospital patron cannot be rehabilitated
Rehabilitated
Move your guts like instinct tied to missing rim and distinct odors and lip prints, fridge stinks
Limbs sink into lake bottoms, bleach chicks in bathtubs with Clorox and stringents
Soaking a stringents
Torn dress slips, hair strains braided in it
I'm wigging, underprivileged
Amputate fixings
Vaccinate symptoms
My village h**n heads and speed amphetamine witches
Use lipstick
Chainsaws leaning on cardboard boxes to put wigs in
Mason jars that remove limb bit
Dark have been my dreams of late
I can't blink these skin lids or I bare witness to Hell's six volcanic ring lids
Chapter one, change the page
(The other time I was in corridors such as these was in the Verdun mental hospital, in Montreal. I was visiting..) [Leonard Cohen speaking]