Liberal Shimmering - Horchata lyrics

{VERSE 1 (0:20 to 1:03)} I stand inside a burning fire with the retired Michelle Pheifer All while in the middle of Mr Niles mothaf**in' funeral pyre You be in a f**in' haze, don't know which way to look, it's like a daze You took your b**h, and you f**ed, shot it like rabbits lost in the woods for days I come back for my gat, ready to attack but oops, I misfire into your back Your face is black, your teeth are crooked, they need to look more wack Clean it up, stick your hand on cement, get run over by two Idjits, imagine that! Those f**ers left you for dead with one eye, no tongue, and a f**ed up laugh Take a sip of your hemoglobin, then go roamin', come back Grab you by the thorax, stab you in the neck, my eyes just turned black I'm chosen, no, not by the Mormons or the Romans But by the power of Horchata, and this beat that be flowin' What lies beneath? A lot of inconsistencies, and all I can see is a big pile of zombies Whatever happened to questioning what is to be or not to be? f** it, live and forgive, let all the people be free, and me be me I'll be in Oklahoma, Miami, smoking out all the people's idiocies {VERSE 2 (1:14 to 1:56)} I rose up, gave your wife the clap, and then I grabbed the sledgehammer and wrecked your f**in' flat Tore off your sack, took a shot from my Packs, relaxed, rewound the DAT This track is the sh**, it's a fine example of what will forever be known as Boom Bap Hip Hop is not dead, it's so far underground you refer to it as lost You say it has no hope of returning, you're all but the frost on the cellular tower's roaming costs I think you'll need an attorney, you took a walk across the ocean, you're in Germany You find your mother in a gurney, your father's underneath your home in Missouri I'm back home now, sipping on some sweet tea, while you're down on your knees About to s** off some water-bending sugar queen Who knows where she's been. She was walking around like that when she was only ten Shoving her face into other people's business, how'd she even think to begin? The copulation, she gave out a favor for all nations, it's amazin', don't you know that this is the season for erasin'? Give me a reason and I'll go back and do it all over again In the mean time, I'll slice your throat, light one up and throw a party in the field up the road