[Intro]
One two
Check, check
[Verse 1]
You're behind the walls of new Rome, you wanna buy the farm (you wanna kill yourself)
But the land's not yours to own (but your life's not yours to take)
Who owns Police? Who holds fold green, sold sand to beach?
Blood beach
Dance with the land sharks clutchin' heat, ugly
Monks hung halo teach
Hung by the math where the cable reach
A hundred and sixty-six channels lit
The train that animal shit
Where the mind's eye redefines
Where's God?
Buy car, Kick tires
Back in Eighty-Six I lived
For the four-course artistry
Metal worms took turns showin' off colors and shit
Like I invaded a mating dance ritual
Criminal now
Why the things we find beautiful undermine power?
El Product flash vet text
Motherfuckers is like "Al, why haven't we leapt yet?"
Dithering sine wave twang for youth and brain management truth
Then vanish like "poof"
You can't touch the Krush Groove
I live on the lunch table
Touched fables
Ducked labels
Cafeter one heat 'em live for the terrordome stables
Sign to Rawkus?
I'd rather be mouth fucked by Nazis unconscious
Callin' all bomb threats
The Radio re-activator, caress
Under hellafire missile defense
Fenced in, better blame it on fame's shitty grin
Walk with a bag full of kittens
Take me to the river and throw yourself in
One two
Check, check
[Verse 1]
You're behind the walls of new Rome, you wanna buy the farm (you wanna kill yourself)
But the land's not yours to own (but your life's not yours to take)
Who owns Police? Who holds fold green, sold sand to beach?
Blood beach
Dance with the land sharks clutchin' heat, ugly
Monks hung halo teach
Hung by the math where the cable reach
A hundred and sixty-six channels lit
The train that animal shit
Where the mind's eye redefines
Where's God?
Buy car, Kick tires
Back in Eighty-Six I lived
For the four-course artistry
Metal worms took turns showin' off colors and shit
Like I invaded a mating dance ritual
Criminal now
Why the things we find beautiful undermine power?
El Product flash vet text
Motherfuckers is like "Al, why haven't we leapt yet?"
Dithering sine wave twang for youth and brain management truth
Then vanish like "poof"
You can't touch the Krush Groove
I live on the lunch table
Touched fables
Ducked labels
Cafeter one heat 'em live for the terrordome stables
Sign to Rawkus?
I'd rather be mouth fucked by Nazis unconscious
Callin' all bomb threats
The Radio re-activator, caress
Under hellafire missile defense
Fenced in, better blame it on fame's shitty grin
Walk with a bag full of kittens
Take me to the river and throw yourself in
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