Lee Scott - Ask You Sutten lyrics

(Nice showpiece you got there. Walther PPK.380, double action. I knew you'd come back. I trust you didn't lose sleep over it. That gun ain't got enough firepower to make my joint useless. It definitely won't stop me from emptying out half my mag.) [excerpts from The Wire] [Vic The Bitter] With rivers flowing of dope overdoses like Phoenix Gross no-hopers poke into comas from intravenous The host with the most unspokable strokes of genius Chameleon coats boast the most camouflaged convenience Concealing fire from underneath Zeus' nose like Prometheus Engrossed in the diagnosed comatose of overachievers No angel on my shoulder, only speak to ghosts and demons, so many feats of psychotic grief it makes me seem anemic Weak emcees deemed tedious, wreaths weaved out of previous defeats made by the team of the deviants Expressionless; no facial features.. redeem means of Halloween by intervening with dark demeaning creatures Fear and loathing seems meaningless, beyond the point when Spliffs are billed to perform a ritualistic anointment Wake and bake before and after my 4:20 appointment and don't give a f** if the strand's Northern Lights or Durban Poison Slaughter Mormons as a form of rejoicing, praise Horus the lord of war and reborn as a headless horseman Exploring moral laws of Mr. Bates, a.k.a Norman Contort the walls and floors from thoughts of gore and abortions Ask for more as if I ate Oliver and the rest of the orphans, injesting their organs while they lay there Chloraformed and.. Storm in, swarming on dormant informants Exorting rawness till exhausted like the career of George Foreman Ignore the warning of black skies and storming waters, fought Gorgon by enforcing debaucherous distortion Corpses are born from me merely drawing them, storm the doors of Hogwarts fortress just for the sake of maulling them [Jak Tripper] Fire dance Lets circle pits, mosh and plummits I'm a dumb ox and lummox My fans came from a back lot copping something I got plots in Dublin Not for nothing, circles cop in London Before then the neighbors seen me in a cop car locked and cuffed in I'll squat in a box after robbing a vet clinic taking excessive insulin shots to stomach At shows I appear like I'm on a lot of something I'm not your buddy I look worried cause I just came from a boxed abduction I'm New York like Charlie Chop-off Put blondes under the block like plumbing Bleach sop in sponges Well done if you don't copt my ruminates I don't spit Muppet operas for moms, I'm socks as puppets I'm a god like ?? I spit Sozo cult, building grids of cinder blocks for dungeons [Lee Scott] And on a lighter note, life's a joke on rum and skunk when you're dumb I forgot to tie the rope and jumped to the sun The TV's on and I'm slumped in front of it drunk Playing Ker-Plunk, act serious you're losing marbles And drooling harmful bacterias, hilarious, that's funny Blank expression like a crash dummy Stack slummy like cash money, urgh No more d** and snarlin', I beg your f**in' pardon? We're friends, it's all good I crushed the Carling can on their heads and draw blood And I don't know if that makes me an artist but I'm starvin' Paul Rudd movie on mute with a groupie recruit Showing me the truth about what she can do with a flute Beat looped, scene two, doped up, mouth won't shut I somehow raise the gavel and change the channel Brown nose s*uts into me boat and then make them paddle Tin foil fronts on crooked On some thug sh**...