Oh shit
The creatures roam in silence
Somewhere between dishonesty and alien science
Don't get caught by the guillotine's edge
Heads roll when the Bears claws got em
up
against
the -

Tables turned on their back burners by sneaky scavengers at dinner
Cut the gizzard off the losers
After sinners get coal for Christmas

Minus a loved one
A pity
A shrugged off love
A battle born son removes obscene degrees of fleeting fancies from his internet history when he thinks he hears the rattling of the sentries

It's the act of the century

Merrily merrily merrily
Cast aside your gloomy energy
Watch the evolution of conditioning beasts to walk and talk

a little more civility reach with new epiphany

Maybe if you didn't batter your blood with the guts and opinions of the unholy and wrung out
Entry level love for that high that clouds your love of love
(You wouldn't feel so drugged up and numb)

No freedom ring
No flying doves
No fight for what's right
No blood shed for blood

Oh shit
The creatures roam in silence
Somewhere between dishonesty and alien science
Don't get caught by the guillotine's edge
Heads roll when the Bears claws got em
Up
Against
The wall

Aw fuck
The cyborgs are advancing
Somewhere uncharted masterminds tinker in a factory
Don't get caught up by the blade that you draw
Clear a dungeon map searching for gold
Got me
up
Against
The wall

Oh shit
The creatures roam in silence
Somewhere between dishonesty and alien science
Don't get caught by the guillotine's edge
Heads roll when the Bears claws got em
up
against
the -

Take apart what pains you at the end of the day
I take a pay day
On an airplane
Serve me chocolate flavored champagne while I bus tables on my off day

Or not
I'm always taught
To provide peace when not provided by the lexicon
I speak through speaking speakers just so you can hear the shit I'm on
Rip one off big bong and burn my whole front lawn before I even advance a pawn

Stick my prink into the live wire like a socket needs prongs and play my album at your prom
Your mom downloaded me on limewire in 2004 when I was the freshest 2nd grader this side of the meteor our fathers' fathers watched fall

Hold a nigga pride to his head on the day his feelings died
Wear a bearskin hide with my back
Against
The wall