Jak Tripper - Prayer Rug lyrics

(I've always been curious about those things which makes the average person's blood run cold with fear and horror. But then the average person becomes upset over such simple things.) I put in the leg work I'm stalking Online Christian dating networks If God's a b**h you better tell her As a kid my night terror's measured that I'd of Lovecraft's I'll sleepwalk to a desert Sit in a patch of cacti ingesting bu*tons Squatting like settlers Feeling the air texture I quit taking tabs I want to brew a shroom tea in the tub with a straw and take a bath They say the sh** I say is mad Smoke pill chunks with left-over shake from bags I'm such a loser it's like the cut out cardboard people at my house of made up fans And make 'em laugh My following take up land The illest under eight suns How is this rap? These red carpet cats is wearing make up man Cheddar caked up hands I'm the truth I'm proof Look an ape does stand I'm how you get ape from man So high when I took the pills I ate my hand Vision quest like walkabouts On the forest grounds I'm lost and found from the hospital I escaped naked When they tried to grab me They pulled off the gown But I'm okay I'm recording now (Good day to you madam, may I please come in?) (Why do you want to come in here? Don't you know there's a giant that lives here?) (I don't care who lives here, I'm so tired and hungry and I can't walk another step) On your planet earth My awareness is Owl in the tree, starring in Tear the strip I come baring gifts All the horror of seeing tomorrow on fire Good, air this sh** Who fronts d** store cowboy? I wear this sh** Terrorist fertilizer bomb dungeon lair crypt I can't bare to spit I'm just fine with being famous As a singer of pentagrams Stuck in his parent's crib Where's the trick? I'll scalp her and wear her wig I'm getting careless I don't care to spit Shaved torsos in the fridge like hairless pigs I ate her cervix It tasted pissy like asparagus The first girl I left in a room starring stiff At first I couldn't look I was scared of it Now I play house in a residency that's not mine I stay 'til the arrival of bog flies "um I'm good man" (He signs himself the beast. Mark of the beast, 666. Very, very something or other)