Legend of Diastro

from by CULT MUZIC

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lyrics

No welcome on the mat that I lay
No Malcolm in the middle of the gats that I spray
I'm the amalgam in the middle of the capital, K?
Shatter atoms at the capitol with rapid decay
I'm radical clay, a polymorphous addict that's gay
I shape-shifted from the slander now you faggots will pay
I've had it today, I'm sick of all you maggots that prey
on the fresh mess of flesh that I gathered this way
Don't sleep, I'm a creep I have T-Rex limbs
but I float like a boat in the deep end, Swim
to the moon with the whales, Tom Cruise and such
We could open up our sails and blunt cruise a dutch
Don't snooze on the two's or you'll lose the clutch
Peruse the news if you choose and you'll lose your touch
Touch me, touch her. We're us, they're them
We're rusty, dusty, must and phlegm.
It's crusty, trust me don't trust him
You must me just be huntin trim
You can't put out what you put in
When he goes out, is when I cum in
Oops I just stole Lozzi's flow
Put em up get em up for my homie though
What? I can't control me bro.
I got five other guys tryna blow me yo!

Life in town is dim without a show now
Everyone is spinning their own webs around
I've been hiding in the woods tryna stay good
Doing everything that a grown man should
But the blade is heavy and the chips are stacked
It's looking like I finally have to go back
The system has broken all that I lack
As I fall through the cracks on to thumb tacks

and crumble real humbly, tumble so lovely, bubble so rumbly.
Like rumbly in my tumbly, mumble so dumbly
"I'm just so hungry I'd eat a whole cunt tree"
I think I got the hunch B,
You're leading just to munch the sweat from our humps.
We carry pharaohs like chumps, we're plump in our rumps
we're stumped, we've been trumped but the bass still bumps
and our blood still pumps free!!!

Back at it and I've had it again.
I'm pullin rabbits out of hats out of habit my friend.
I'm blackin out like the rabbit Acid stabbed with a pen.
Pulling carrots out of faggot maggot character trends.
Embarrassed for them, just like Martin Harris's friend.
Mormon morons are more on than what you're on, pretend.
I'm sicker than them, quicker than them.
Bitch please I'm the Bees knees, trees blow thicker than them.
So while you sleep, I'll be deep as my pretext is.
On a beat, feel the heat as my reflex spins.
Like I eat more candy than what D-Lex did.
Like elite war anti-propagandists kids.
Like elite whores Andy Milinakis did.
Shakin after, cause I found out I have Parkinson's.
Like "How the fuck we gonna stop this kid?
He's wearing moccasins talking bout apocalypse.
Ayo I'm rockin this, on some heartless shit.
With no remorse or discourse when I'm mockin it.
Cuz I'm startin it, now my hearts in it.
Should of known from the start I'd be part of it.
If the path isn't dark I'll be walkin it.
Clear the block, grab the chalk when I'm talkin it.
Park the mach on the dock when im poppin in
Like Hark! "Who Goes..." (Smash) Stoppin it

Life in town is dim without a show now
Everyone is spinning their own webs around
I've been hiding in the woods tryna stay good
Doing everything that a grown man should
But the blade is heavy and the chips are stacked
It's looking like I finally have to go back
The system has broken all that I lack
As I fall through the cracks on to thumb tacks

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from DIASTRO LP, released November 12, 2013

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