Missilanious - Break And Enter lyrics

(Still lysergic) yeah, cyclothymic king (filled with d**h) cyclic king (filled with evil) Yo I'll layer the cla** out Call me ?? ball the cla** clown I'm at the spot maxed out Give me a budget, you could do a lot with a crack ounce You could do a lot with roofies at a cat house Rifkin pick-up, tennis shorts, bloody fingertips smudged by the beach resorts I'm trailing the sixth one Stop the hiccups, my eyes lit up 48 hours I've been up Using truck stops to dump off pin-ups My crib nuts, voodoo alters and rib cuts My arousal levels during strangulation is compared to a cliff jump After doing a stick up, degrout humans one handed faster than fish guts Dripping baby spit up Acidics licked up, I'm a sick duck Trying to swim in an oil slick stick muck I fixed up laying on my back now I can't even sit up Rubber band arms holding the high with fists clutched Cadavers of hitchhikers, crystallizing their nostrils from mixed cut Inner thighs bit up Go back to the dumpsites before the s** drive gets kicked up I've been numb I can strangle a waitress on a day off and go and get lunch (Hey Jak I love your music man, you got some acid for me? I heard you like to trip balls.) Yo chief pa** the hash pipe Yeah my sh** is trash right I'm garbage like a cheerleader dumped in the junk Stuffed and gutted with both hands tied This Syd Barrett got me mad hype I don't set churches on fire, my fans try I'm that scumbag a label can't sign Pathetic wasting of mad time But a real writer can't die I guarantee I off myself before anybody by a f**ing landslide Off the block I push the van We got a lot of kush on hand You get popped chopped and put in bags Dropped out operative entrance Where's the poshed ones I'll pull out a chakra through her clam In social settings I'm awkward as an octopus on land f** a road check I pump the trees to soak wet During sessions I'm shaking Smoked out like flag burning protests