Laundry
Title | Laundry |
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Artist | Antipop Consortium |
Album | Tragic Epilogue |
Release Date | (not set) |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | [Verse 1: High Priest] Gun fetish, suicide inverse in vitro I make the beat go around like parallelogram shaped algorithms It's the ever ever changing never the same thing changing Aiming intricate arterial wall Armor piercing arrows through your spinal Black rhino to your Kevlar Death star audio emperor Contemporary composer Serial flows feel like dust, I'm vain Needle popping the weak number six Rust-Oleum Dripping from the two train All city acidic epicenter Indicative of the problem, I'm the cure AC boy, AD boy, hey b-boy Act like you know the structure The ever-fluctuating wave form suction Of a black hole will crush your world Function like ghost in essence, in man form I transform the land you stand on Ne-e-ervous MC's Mister freeze High Priest The ice kings with the nice things [Hook: High Priest] Gun talk run New York Down here we run lyrics, lyrics Gun talk run New York But down here we run lyrics You might also like[Verse 2: M. Sayyid] I sketch the infinite chosen frozen Gift the shit that splits like tits loose and forty deuce Tips and keepin' niggas hemoglobin hypertension The maid for lightbeam Willy-nilly dollar dream labeled lobby scheme Maybe you might probably be clean Bust through seams with the beam Nigga's are straight one time trigger puller Rusty voice, big bad wolf Mimic middle-schooler follow tip hollow flip Trick seal circus kneel bow for the act Drama puffed lip quip shit, yo I'll light the wick Wonder white owl, laugh scowl, foul MC's In the battle a flash phase, rash plays on stage Delayed a path like videos pause Look what that nigga was wearing Gas tearing off a sheet I bam Roped a priest in the sun, priest done Big beast godzilla foot up the spot Like the chin in your girl's twat Lean then feel force like you're bustin off Phlegm porno favorite gem Ono in your Lennon like Yoko Solo is bipolar modulating Rolo-bola to your inner flurry like Denver to water I scurry but niggas is still blurry like a bootleg Or nerds can't find their bifocal as my vocals slam Local niggas hyped on decks like WWF Not connecting, insurrect my nice seam crease Wait for blessings, M. Sayyid First birth general empirical umbilical Miracle lyrical syllable zero in your ass Fully swat flask of gin sip Hot sweaty detectives plant outside my crib As my thought bends your limbs Round your globe around the strobe make your ear ring [Verse 3: High Priest] You are you are now hearing the tri-pinnacle crown jewels Around fools I school If you ever forget the elephant sized mastadon Remember you'll never find the visceral force I'm just as blinding Iron Man pulsar ray emitting neon Freon from a refrigerator full of decapitations By a man whose hands are cold Circular saw incision, ipso facto Exacto blade shave daily bloody razor Erase the F from fear, add an H for hear, add a T for heart From the start you want the ending, pretending you're alive Knowing your marble mouth Marlon Brando mumbles Will never humble the tag team Tony Atlas, Rocky Johnson, Rocky the Balboa, Beam, Earl Blaize And so you know our blades will never be thirsty No mercy, HP for nonbelievers in the year 4030 AD |