Twist L's - Atticus Tripper lyrics

Atticus lexicon, let's get on Bury stiffs, let them rot Every bit dumb, hot lines This Jerry's kids telethon Enemy heads are gone Staked on a fence with prods Face painted black like I'm venting Nam I'll leave a shemale head wig split slumped in a Lexicon Rappers found fresh to d**h with sweats and gortexes on Text is odd My worshippers horse branded by hex in palms My phlegm magmic The pen dragon cast hex in songs I'm built like a brick Phlegethon Deep sea dupione megalon monstrosity crusher Metropolis like a giant megabot Heckling cops Hunt down crown Victorian with the heckling cotch Lost poet, derelict like Edgar's pop Wigs hung in my crib looking like heads are mops On the bed frame brain dead from blots I'm the best ever then I'm not Pentecostal, evangelistic possess the postal sent from ?? Heads be hella posh Swing hammers, sledges drop Bust heads, watermelons squash Grape blunt flesh, watermelon pot Wetted bot Laser, contaminator of tarragon Leave your skeleton disjointed Candles six pointed into hexagon Fire lefty, ?? ?? shot Let the blood menstrual clot Head shots will f** your legs up like the pretzel lock I'm out for all of your heads Decapitate everybody and put them in line to dry Don't try to lie Somebody in here recently f**ed with the Ouiiji board and called out to the dead, so I've arrived I rap for the rush For me this is a suicide jump from a mile high This is Bundy's d**h row interview You kicking camp tales fireside I'll wrap and stuff your bodies trunk in a trunk under the third wheel bounded in wire tied Lucy's diamond on my forehead open liek the Giver eye Half life trip peaks hit me at hyper drive