Jam Baxter - Rant lyrics

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Jam Baxter - Rant lyrics

[Alfredo: Let me speak to you about the, uh, "anatomy of terror." Prospero: Terror? What would you know of terror, Alfredo? Your senses are much too blunt! What is "terror?" Come. ] Yeah, All-star Spack Out [Well clap your hands to what he's doing] Always a pleasure, never a chore Weapons of war Buy 'em for less sell 'em for more Fire and flesh, metal and claws Let the chemicals pour See my red swelling eyes effervesce at the core So I'm like peace In a bit apocalypse sh** Ring me when you stop k**ing the impoverished Polishing their offices Spooks in a puddle dance Loose in the rubble Half juiced off a ton of gra** Head spinning like the London Eye Lullaby sung by a bloods**ing bu*terfly See you on the other side [?] spine tingling A twinkle in the sky got by stubborn mind whispering again But i been sicker with the pen Since a little a prick Full of piss, vinegar and phlegm I ain't similar to them! I'm sitting in position with a blem To witness the beginning of the end So descend Bruv, step into my office Second on the left full of medicine and vomit Skeletons and closets Wrestle the robotics Praying to a sh**smeared electrical adonis Step in like your retinas are buried in your pockets With pebbles in your sockets Pretending that you're honest But never to my knowledge See me on a cirrus cloud Living proud Pissing out rivers on the bitter town Kids, are you sitting down comfortably? Cause I be swinging fish from my livid fists When they come for me With skullduggery Juggling up f**ery Shovelling what's stuck in the gutters [?] Loving the drug drudgery Clucking for some company Covered in dust Gunning for nothing but dumb currency Use your mind Use it wonderfully The future's bright The future's bu*tery The future's bright Cos when the nukes drop And light up the skies Then we'll shine like shoe shops Stuck at a useless f**ing computer, dribbling One of the two, I tug at the roots of discipline Rough as the gruesome bucket of soup I'm swimming in But the sun and the moon are glistening So I'mma sit here, bunnin a zoot and giggling

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