Busdriver - GUSH lyrics

[Intro] It's too late to be beautiful (What you gonna do with that pain?) (What you gonna do with that pain?) (What you gonna do with that pain?) Check me out, I'm back [Verse 1] Itemize the criminal element Of the African-American identity polemic From an international [?] columnist Working from the largest company in the world Where the debt is bottomless I'm billowing out of the cartel pipes I'm billowing out of the cartel pipes All of this predicated on my mind false so I'm lost You gonna add the bylaws to the deep [?] abortion And you should [?] but in the hard [?] hard models Zombie report the shakers of an online megastructure Yeah [Verse 2] The captain [?] a repetitive number as it echoed in our dream tally Beginning to be branded in the streets of Cali I've been [?] the rhythm of a seance leader But it's like your energy's way off the meter And part ways to spend a day with a [?] breather Further benevolence of the cultural norms, I wrote for the swarm And the ward council where I board the mouthful of prayers If I'm prepared, yeah, they're also sworn, the oath was worn The apples were bitten, combustible cataclysms get a revision And deep precision of the [?] Undercurrents of our purpose and vision I disturb the coveted additions A taste of scourge for the world deserves contritions Or nobody in the 83rd [?] curb spittin' It's like a [?] nerve pinchin', nerd listen I've been to the hood, being where I'm from [?] Merv Griffins Cause his styles keep the surface spinnin' And they embrace my perfect weapon Yeah [Bridge] What you gonna do with that pain? What you gonna do with that pain? What you gonna do with that pain, pain? [Verse 3] Driver we need you, there's been a power outage at the barber's college But no kink of an armor guard the solace for your popcorn [?] So let's really be honest, I'll definitely [?] the f** off, yes I promise In a beautiful array of visual effects and cynical text Over any threats like [?] poisons to ingest But it jives to the [?] were dormant, [?] with a search warrant The thirst of the church is formless So we gotta slide through a warship (Warship, n***a) Burden of a sorceress so warm but the [?] get it I forfeit the [?] for some court-ordered warlord's wish I'm at the abortion clinic with an Aryan yuppie k**ing off their offspring because they declare me very ugly When the eugenics push, I avoided the synthetics with a kemetic push Psycho-kinetic gush, yeah [Outro] I'm billowing out of the cartel pipes I'm billowing out of the cartel pipes