Sebutones - We Three Kings lyrics

Opening ceremonies and minds We rob from the rich, rabid, to the wretched The sebutones is what we are, not who we are We three kings sh** talking thin pricks Domestic affairs and book reports There is no such thing as free will From a huge crowd of white folk the sebutones emerge and see images of crippled civilians and 50,000 galvanized elvis's Avoid dilapidated raps like fried food, because they angry up the blood and pus And plus they poison the work place So listen here jerk face You better think twice before you start dumping mechanical bullsh** on digital citizens Never mind their bitings always been the number one no no Diamonds are forever, and children of god are in their twenties I'm tripping off memories of naked celebrities and hemorrhoid remedies Bow legged brunettes and peroxide blondes both get buried in the rock slide I memorized your manifesto Emcee space lyrics in the Bille Jean dance routine I need you in my life, like heaven needs hell I'm neutral Even nihilism radiates a canon It's crucial Cruel and unusual From here to the crap nebula We bring misery Calculus and turn table wizardry Turn table wizardry. (Whispered) Check one last time to make sure your neural enhancers are fastened correctly Because straight We rock flows and verse appears regardless of the conditions They try to stifle our admissions and stagnate our positions ?Well heres my opposition.? Sixtoo The nomadic intelligent freak Compelling to speak over beats Designed in science laboratories instead of the street Boulevards where hard guards are bone tards positioning themselves as demigods Uh. Uh Compelling odds are stacked against us in our format Wipe your feet upon the doormat when you're entering the quarantine There's your ultimate right to pa**age Double sided on wax Manufacture that Mount weather Capturing the rapture The clever nomadic societies Evolving In the exponential leaps and bounds Clocks keep and sounds We too deep for these clowns Your pa**ive resistance is no match for hypnotics So shut your lips Stop it So get your clip Solace Why these poo's say I'm polished? Willing opposition for those worthy to battle are greeted by spells and snake rattles Aids and poison cattles can't faze All a praise goods and services that are laced with nervousness and malnourishment It's no skin off my a** if you got the anti christ on the front cover Pushing and shoving I'm the gushing bloody c*nt lover An abomination has been created which requests for global domination Parody based on elaborate scams and charity cases Take my hatred in your mouth and forever hold it sacred Shocked and suspended in cells of animation Atmospheric contamination with a pocket full of coffin spikes And all I can ask is do you like music