Cooley Savant - War Pigs lyrics

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Cooley Savant - War Pigs lyrics

Cooley Cool was in the labyrinth Two screws loose perusing through the cabinets Two teaspoons that brew was so elaborate Awakened the madness Rested on the Sabbath The ash to ashes And dust be to dust n***as like us Nothing much to discuss But the blood on the hands And the scuffs on the Chucks And the tears on the jeans And the mud in the cuts My mush for the breakfast And a lunch full of rust My morning commute and the hugs on the bus Was a pick from the pocket the links from the cuffs Got robbed at my stop with a rod to the gut Still came cubicle the boss offered up Not a f** Deskmate winced at the musk As I'm leaking on the printer ink And sh**ting out of luck This mad mastermind was bound to erupt Physics Well yes ma'am when I kick it Mother may refuse but the youth might get it So I just might spit it When I roll to your house So you she feel comfortable Can the guys and the gals Come play for a minute Come slay with a menace Come taste what I poured but Don't tell your mama that some knowledge was in it - or was that Vodka? (I'm not sure what I poured and that's a problem) Casualty in my casual tee Screaming d**h to these pigs so casually Drunk laughing a lab coat and happily Constructs the masterpiece in the laboratory Like that Edgar Degas Though the image is odd The greatest impressionist, impressed upon When I paints it raw on the canvas And spit the anecdotes with the damage Like Rick Ross Doing Ramadan in a mosque With a ham sandwich in hand And another hand was strapping his man-sandals They told him to take samples He ran with a damn handful And hopped in the church van with a band and Colonel Sanders And a general too Was carpooling to some soldiers funeral who And discharged with no home to come home too He drowning out alone 'til his head he blew No achoo But blessings 'n ICU (I see you) At my school For poor teens to recruit No f** you Your checks to the mentally bruised Palms to chest and pledge these two nuts too The pawns in chess The context In these threats Is best if heard in terms of what comes next To digest, a serum for the pains in your stomach And the doctor is in And they'll love me, they love it

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