Boxguts - Engine Lung lyrics

[Jak Tripper] B23 Yo Please be seated I flush region Polymorphous pearl On a pancreas island Deformed hormones secreted When the green rush And often bust Embryonic sack depleted Drowned fetus Drown f** Indie execs Can't wait for the next wack generation of kids to spit next Sick of this mess That's why I stay isolated like Polygamous s** I died once there ... Now trying to dig the pills out from the pit of his chest I write self scripts Then spit flows delivered depressed Adrenaline river send shivers and sweat Trying to kick it like morphine addiction neglect This houseboat sitter Johnny Ultra Virus Lit through the slits and the filterin' nets Flesh radiation wavelengths wither in sets LCD - splitter vivid-vision and lapis lazuli prisms impressed I'm in a gown like transplantation candidates Head shaved Drugged and buzzing Eyes roll back as the hospital staff pumps my stomach Another overdosed whiteboy close to dying ... Out-of-body's better than Psilocybin Starring at my body as I float beside it Invisible eyelids I'm 30 years old How come I haven't died yet? I tried d**h The Westchester Psychiatric Center's most loyal client My ghost's freezer-smoke fogs up the room I'm in and Dropped the climate The doctor looked over my folder and couldn't believe what he was readin' like Christian Science Fist full of Remerons Swinging at the sky pissed Telling the imaginary father to s** my dick Normal guy spliced with a mic' A hybrid Technicolor patio chair pilot "Warn the world of the end" Radio pirate Toad tongue whip snatch the Damselfly quick I'm the Geiger Eye Primus parasite Rhyme hits Termite mic grip Hype men - insect hyde Micro' like fly sh** All your albums are gonna be wack! I'm psychic! Emcee's colorful like The dyed haired, rainbow-headed dyke b**h Depression cyclic Life ends without psyche meds It's needles, powder forms, and suicide threats And sliced wrists I don't need a crew I'll rock the tour solo cross-country Dolo as a cyclist Naive - not in the slightest Who thought the Sun ruled the Earth? It's all Hubble satellites and spy ships I'm going out of this life with my prick stuck in a young dime till her cherry pie splits Hologram black form view hospital polygon sided Doors pa** over my psych- hollow oculars Bleeding through blinded Sightless Hands out Feeling for hallway walls as guidance Blind sick Hit with the spike like Testing for hepatitis Bedside covered in mosquito mesh and Fly nets Wings clipped I need to deflesh I can't fly yet A fallen seraphim flightless Hellfire Help me jettison off flight decks My tongue whip Grotesque! Conjoin beast Your baby's breech when c*nt split! Gored the cannibal wedding's feast Wine bowl punch from human stomachs Swag belly-flesh-net veil Avoiding worlds at Sunlit This lummox cuts muscle from a young child's bu*tocks Then digests to gain supernatural energy from it By Iroquois Indian villages on summits I'll scalp colleagues from legends down to second cousins For no budget I cook animals in stew like Brunswick Like Brummagem dumpin' chum from buckets Bugged Wearing bug skin Skin by Cutla** I'm a f**in' Johnny Funny Farm raised onion Stuck in a psyche-ward around Dutches With delirium tremens I gutted the wet nurse duchess Shaky hands, glands gutless I flow confined in the dungeon Gut's boxed in dunnage Parasite mite in a dustbin Flying-Pimphouse Dutchman Givin' escorts the frogmouth Eyes popped out chewin' fungus Dusted Animated like an Aeon Flux flick Sharper than a dull syringe Then flush it Then flush it [Boxguts] Hooks for hands, slap bars out of lines, ripping rhymes A nice guy with word placement spit sick and simmer live Watch me bubble on the spot, burnt hot Box melts your block Guts'll stay cold like what Ice got the freezer while meat locked Popping 'em now easy to breathe Ox in the lungs will release oxygen cleaved speech Proper razors stuck in between teeth I Cut gums and chop beats Often I receive n decease if rockin, if not heat? Then drop it on concrete, freshly dropped sleaze Rubbish gotta hit the road like a pitiful hoe on a John Doe street Her seed? full of pitfall hope Heart attacks attack and hold A triple bypa** landing on ma**ive plates of bones Flat line trashed in stove, mashed at home I can dine on a pure existence tasting each and every one of these soaking soul's secretions Leak the fizzin foam, so let grill grease spill out all over my team-coat, crimson Dowsed whole, Spelling out, Johnny23, now piss drenching opponents N dead any notion of us ever abandoning post, down in a hole Box geiser of Guts flow Let organs explode from every exit and entry hole as if squeezed by a troll