Jak Tripper - Human Centipede lyrics

"He reveals the thought. And through them a dramatic story or a young man on trial for the crime of murder." [Trem Bison] I share the same spaces where the ghost that haunts ya Rolling weed as sticky as a virgin ??? I was born bad, 16 ?? ?? some fat who*e's bag I'm a ba*tard my mother never had a chance to divorce dad Suppose to be spitting instead I'm tripping on horse tranq Floss that young girls raped like Andy Dufresne in Shawshank No escape, doors jam to the scene of the crime by ??? ????? ???? took more shot than a world war tank I'm sick in the head, frontal lobe with damage, a cancerous brain Spitting my infected thoughts on paper, the plans are insane Real prince of the devil, doing hell's work, hands in the flames Last week God spat in my face, made it matter of rage Sad in my day forecast, the darkness skies blacken from gray I'll wait for the very far away place travel and stayed inside an animal cage Locked in a room where I babbled and ?? were scrabbled and ?? in the garden of Eden trying to see rappers some grapes I'll spike your lizards towers, storm booths and blizzards out This is how I practice Satanism inside a wizard's house Throughout the ritual, heavens opened he started pissing down This all foul E.T. interference, told the troll to listen out And ?? pull back my cartons over faces that missing scalps Probation officer recommended I'm sent to prison now Be ?? I'm a ?? by cutting a virgin's ?? Christian mouth Who were abducted and s**ually a**aulted ?? couch [Jak Tripper] Off the block I push the van We got a lot of kush on hand You get popped chopped and put in bags Dropped out operative entrance In social settings I'm awkward as an octopus on land f** a road check I pimp the trees, they're so wet I'm smoked out like flag burning protests Agoraphobic, my house is like rose red Dripping goat flesh Work for a suicide hotlines having phone s** I'm a dead dope head Kind of goth at the spot looking like Gomez And I'm the 8th man, I'll take you to a candy made land With marmalade sands, floating through dance floor, I am a space man Went on stage and OD in front of my stage hands I'm a train crash I'm might go to The Beatles on window pane tabs f** the fame flash [Jibbarish] When I and the pen's writing like 10 lightning Bolts strike him and bite him and left there crying Me and Trem Bison, men at wrecking sh** ?? ?? Tyson You couldn't steal my gift them iron Iron jaw, d**h stalking dinosaur p**y emcees better believe I'm the final war The rival told you I'm a major of vaginasaur The rhyme ?? you, I'll hang you from your spinal cord I'm the baddest rapper that you never heard of Spit word, I commit murders when I spit verses Dead meats I flip persons and I'm turning 'em into man made burgers In a burning furnace, triple six serpents lurking Sick surgeon, discertain, worthless orchids I'm purpose I'm driving your hearse off of the f**ing earth's surface They're dirt merchants and I'm working in the circus Certainly hurting 'em I'm serving 'em up the first to murk the ?? The man they be up in your f**ing nightmare The white bear and I'm right there mothaf**a With an aqua duster I'll s**er-punch ya With an uppercut to mash up your whole skeleton structure, crush ya Like a human centipede, I'm high in the sky but I'm hellbent on weed Up in the underground, 500 pound run around I'll make you wonder how I don't k** you when I let the thunder out the mouth [Coal Cash] I am atrocity, misogyny ?? A sodomy harpoon making room for the colostomy Obviously two masonic booms is velocity And consciously ?? I'll use a spoon in your lobotomy Gotta be getting brains from a dame who would die on me Spray paint with her veins and then claim it's a ?? ?? I'm f**ing ??, you don't want me to get hatchet Muk is nuts as bat sh**, I'll f** the baby out a fat chick Then try to catch it before the brat impacts the mattress Switch to attack and snap its back with an ax kick And that's for practice, I'm immaculate during game time Inclined to eat your brains and then claim we share the same mind Kind of spastic spitting pyroclastic acid I cracked and ?? ?? the homicidal masters Spiral pa**age, a corkscrew how my thoughts move True to my walk and tomahawk that I talk to A short fuse, losing temper catch dementia Then dismember your body and I probably won't remember My own agenda, so don't pretend to understand it I landed on this planet now I panic cuz I'm stranded And I've commanded at cross sections of 4th dimensions Suppression of thoughts with a force to warp perception Force aggression til you question the realm of sanity Calamity tongue and I'm truly a son of anarchy