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Six Foreign Whips

by M-G Dysfunction

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1.
Black Flag Playing At A Wine Tasting 04:33
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I did do dat definitely Didn’t tickle me particur’ly The sun slides westerly Poor, bored, sober, lonely So I put myself to sleep by mixing Pills liquor and weed Get up on some cheap roids Distressed jeans and shaken proteins Lutes, mead, burning effigies Sorta shit you’re gonna see Churches full of peoples Packing TNT in the steeples Your bird-brain-ass baiting The council of the nations Four torn corners of the earth Lie unabsolved amid the surf Pistol whipping, prick-basting, Black Flag playing at a wine tasting My thoughts on the matter of no worth My head like a blacked-out suburb Toast it up Til it gets too much Til your eyes roll back, til your skull starts showing, til you’re cold to the touch Succotash Duck and dash Get it lit, take a hit, sorta lick makes you scratch in the dust for the stash Handled rough Enough’s enough Sub-zero interest in a life lived like a blind man’s bluff Told ya snitch Here’s the sitch I’ll run pale fire, dust u soundboy, burn u witch The sign reads: “no sneak dissers; No pagans; no priests Read this: no uncertain terms Fuck around and be deceased.” Six foreign whips with black window tint Emblem on the bonnets a basilisk The whole town heard it but don’t go asking, no-one saw it A rat in the sewer knows what’s good for it The Catskills police lost all hope of re-enforcement And no-one wants to end up like the last informant - vengeance can be Divided up into quadrants - the rich, the crass, the stain And the abhorrent, all sent back to Sodom Awful seems to watch me, feel it sneaking round the back door Whispering in my ear with vigour and candour I reject the wretched though it seeks to pummel me senseless The new state of affairs: menace or be menaced
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Thugger Stretch My Hands 03:57
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Reversed as a person and standing uncertain all the while that Life says it’s curtains for you and your persons and will you be the Horse of the herdsman while riding in Burzum and it goes it goes It goes it goes it goes know what I’m saying feels debilitating Unknown and unknowing only clear on one thing and That’s the mere guarantee of an ending and none else Nah again Seems I forgot what my point was My hands felt slightly sticky Excoriation or retaliation Only options available to me and I’ve no Energy for either Brain turned cyber Destroyed in the fire Didn’t survive the cypher I used to believe in chaaange but now I don’t People don’t care what you saaay, just if it bangs really, sounds illy What is said seems a mistaaake Skrt skrt on the president’s graaave President’s grave, president’s grave, around it just one way to behave President’s grave, president’s grave, skrt skrt on the president’s grave President’s grave, president’s grave, around it just one way to behave President’s grave, president’s grave, skrt skrt on the president’s grave Told her put her shoes back on Treated her to a Rubicon Life makes no sense any more, why make sense any more? Why feign strength any more? Open the blackest door Life makes no sense any more, why make sense any more? Why feign strength any more? Open the blackest door Can’t look into me any more, don’t like what I see any more Can’t behave uselessly any more, all I see is war Why make claims of peace any more - sick body, diseased, with sores Never treated, always ignored, clings to the undercarriage of the Porsche Behind six foreign whips w/ a black window tint Drive into the sunset, bonnets glint Dust kicked up behind em like chemtrails Convoy fanned out like a dove’s tail And there’s me thinking I can be of use As time went by I picked up on the clues Life is a blood sport - by that logic Who plays blood sports, and who watches? She’d written in the mirror in pink ink Said I was a slink Saw her walk down the street in a dusting of snow My thumb hovered over her name in my phone
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Teklife Til The Next Life 03:45
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released April 29, 2018

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