Jak Tripper - Thylacine lyrics

Tasmania. Good ol American rage. Turn that sh**. Aussie. Hey Aoi man Next to call or cutting lines up Nasal congested with synthetics throwing bu*terflies up Waiting til the flies come Pound the flesh on scales til the slide's stuck Hand reach inside intestine to slide guts On I.V.'s I be bitter New York preteen k**er Gener-X deviant kief hitter Feeding off a black and diseased liver Smoke more dusty leaves than Cheech Wizard Your lines punch like sorority house pillow fights Magic dust like Willow in a Bilbo Pipe Prefer blunt fills, purple zigzag willow size Prefer blunt filled, bury stress Endurance armadillo high I'm about to dumb out, simple Jak going full retard This is a book learning magazine spark Put you in the sand like E ?? machine hard I'll punch your head off further than the distance between Mars American rage, cross strain, Tasmanian opium lean tar Gross, Harvey Pekar weird