Jak Tripper - Noxema lyrics

Check this out. Noxema under the nose. Can handle corpses better. Whenever you see a crow, while you're murdering someone, you're gonna die. Yup. Bad luck sh**, telephone wire sh**. Yo unplug the phone. Mirrors on fast forward. Johnny 23. Check this out At home my coffee table has pelvic insets that swivel Attach the circular 7 inch ringlets I'll I do is smoke chemicals and hit wet Til I can hear the legs of every insect communicating in step Give me a shotgun to singe chest I'll be Mr. Obvious running man against the wind flexed Letting dirt particles in the air Wear my muscles through patches of stripped flesh I spit d**h Come on you know I'm all incense smothering rigamortis stiff stench Crib's bench under hearse banquets and trip sets Dipped in clay pots of voodoo powder that shrink heads Watch how the blood mixes with the water pallets And trickles from both of my slit wrists on the sink's edge I toast to incest Keep my ideas under incubation heat lamps hatching slowly from in nest Peace to cattle stock farmers from the mid west Who slaughter calves and process their bodies in tin sheds Bring back the 60's so I take what was under Jimi's headband and trip slowly under zipped tents