Boxguts - Bot Fly Larvae lyrics

[Boxguts] Maui Waui, hands swatting hot clouds of steam Pound a surrounding scene til it's showering ground meat Hungry and grouchy, stomach rumbling loudly A bummier Towelie lifted in a foundry with bundles of brown leaf Dumb fried but f**ing fine Guts is lively Slimy cutting cuts with the grimiest unrefined grease Sun shines, steel pots and pans in the microwave on high Clusters of chum flies puffin' trees s**ers get tongue sliced deep, spittin' lead With a yellow jacket, nest for a head Piss is red, clammy s** in an oyster bed Sizzle Breath popping over stove toppings Hearty like your boy Arty the Chef Chopping sh** in a clean kitchen hopping wrecked Chomping a mess out of all the real heat that I catch [Jak Tripper] Real h**n dope, ocher and brown Open her blouse, choke that dishrag s** out her ghost after I pry open her mouth I troll for the prowl, so many prostitution visits, see ghosts circle over my house Either an ocean or drought I bleed deep artery blood Incinerating bones every shrouds Pig roasting ovary mounds And I'm not new, I'm under your movements and scenes I get stupid on beats, I'm a loser and creep Misunderstood, he hung himself with the belt ripped from the loose of his jeans I ?? you Plus I mix shroom with the leak I'm loose with the lu's and the z's And I don't do them, I give em to cute little teens Date rape bait, club d**, s**er fish, Cupid's on G I'm a mutant machine With drives like Downey Jr. on E In a club of vampires til sun up, I'll puke when I leave