Creature - Sniper Picnic lyrics

[Rob Sonic] They want more feel to come out of it so They stood there watching all the counterfeits show Tell everybody that the pauper's here And you can tell by the pellets they took out of his man You're better off breaking your an*lysis' nose Especially if your young and your talented don't The checks generally got them balances though There's them stars on the helmets like they're Dallas's, go One way, innocence, two way radio Gateway druggie with the run down ratio War time crazy, go great with my look in fact Ripped sh**, bill a sale, stared when I took it back You on some afternoon raps for the CD- Crowd (show, you're?) syndicated, trapped on repeat I'm on some late night, canned if I don't eat sleep Honolu Vincent Price bad luck tiki Bad in-flight plan, buckle-in Truck rhyme, nozzle flow, high-code government Auto-response, beats made of bufferin' Wildstyle, peace of mind, wheat paste puzzlin' [Verse 2: Creature] Stand out, like a midget on stilts riding a unicycle With a rifle as big as a stilt, ready to snipe you Look, your own mens say they don't like you They say you act like a b**h when she's on her menstrual cycle Your parents should've advised you It's apparent a blind man must've guided you You ain't built to do the things that I do Young Muddy Waters, Creats flow like he's out the Bayou Inner City Blues, make you bleed, but I'm not Piru Soul food for thought for seeds and sinners, too Curt Mayfield, or Kurt Cobain The boy h**n, need to squirt him in your veins [Verse 3: Rob Sonic] Quickly, get to the top of the roof And head behind the car where the arsenal moved And right beside the well, use the operative rounds To let these motherf**ers know, there's no stopping you now It goes- Downtown, up top, all about, audio New York, New York, all about, audio Downtown, up top, all about, audio New York, New York, all about, audio [Verse 3: Windnbreeze] (Blitz sky?), polymorphic Hangar-eight-status Swerve care-free, always did, no bounds out of it Cloaked down, summoning my sumo-samurai Larynx, catalyst, switch blade, carriage ride Come on baby, don't cry, two-wheel spokesperson Indo in your window, crack shadow where you flows circlin' Boys burglin' soundscape, caught up in the scenery Respond in a lounge- wait, caught up in a dream of me Walkin' with a dramamine, spinnin' like I'm Seraphine Afro-king dime, Lyme disease flow-er One-touch, finger flooder, no quip Got the Hangar bolt on the shoulderpad, star on the helmet tip [Verse 3: Alaska] Son, take a moment, catch your breath and own it Home is for the heretics and Merrill-Lynch components Nepotize, extra fries, five-alive, pesticides Pride patriotic, gotta gobble up the exercise Aerobic (cla** cats) phobias (abstract) Fast-track race pace faith-based (scratch that) Calomine or palomine, a Valentine to wash it Downtown signs, why am I resigned to rock it? Mechanical, arm-and-leg and beggin' for the armageddon Army's gettin' ready for spaghetti western confrontations Patience is a virtue that I work through as I case the joint Anoint, take the apron, cut the strings, and I made my point