Twist L's - Brains lyrics

"Why do you eat people?" "Not people, brains." "Brains only?" "Yes." "Why?" "The pain!" "What about the pain?" "The pain of being dead." "It hurts to be dead?" "I can feel myself rot." "Eating brains, how does that make you feel?" "It makes the pain, go away!" - The Return Of The Living Dead (1985) Yo, as the oddest kid in the cla** I can make metal objects lift Not really a project kid When I'm on it, your head is my science project kit Everybody wanna to see bars Well, I got steel beams like the ones they build Projects with I'm dumping 12 in you Then dumping a swelled shell of you In a dug well for you Drop the magic down the well I'm Bellevue view Surrounded by serpents Skinning their shell of nukes Microdot pellets bloom, confused Tyrant, ma**acre cities Ivan the Terrible Jak Tripper, chrome the brow Pulling scalps Podium basher, occultist crown Kicking that cult sh**, we open the bowl skin house Zoning out like Kurt's last days Just mopping 'round, composing drowse Her last breath the only sound, they won't be found Ted Bundy's d**h row interview told me how Jack Torrance's ax holding Skin a cat's clothing Run in traps smoking after smoking a couple of sacs, soaking Big heavy barrel looking like a black cauldron