Boxguts - Glee Club lyrics

[Jak Tripper] I got nothing to dream of f** science, I'm vain And dumb slit p**y gets beat up I'm oblivious and self absorbed like a sea sponge I get beats dug up from UK street thugs who make this scene flood MDMA like it was '88 the second summer of Free Love I'm sweating beads in the studio like a speed buzz Brain on OJ fleece gloves trying to get this peak up I can't hear you over the screen, speak up f** R&B, I'll execute a glee club My true fans arms out with tracks and sleeves up [Boxguts] Every strain my team steam could get your fam higher Cannibal Dracula in bat form eating vampires Fangs drain veins, blazing trees like a campfire Playing fields uneven, land slides under quagmires Sick of the day's random trash? saying f** that music? Then get with Guts, you get hooked up like a blood transfusion What I'm writing with is lightning piff, real strong Gliding by in a flying ship, electric eel in a bong My raps bash acts, mash, thrash and rip 'em I slash tracks, cats scratch, back smashing kittens They can't hang, get the picture like a camera guy The damn Canon bang bang now that's a hammer rhyme It's Hammer time, I never had cavariccis But them busters still Can't Touch This, I'ma dance way past their reaches Melting into the couch, fingertips morph into pens Scribble some sh** while tripping, looking at your face without skin