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I saw the rod-eye cross and murder circle above my spiraling banister down a hide My ruby glass glazed staple to trade the market thieves Where cop the stolen citrus out they pyramids without a slapstick mavericks plugged directly to 3rd rail surges Piss on mayhem through city commuter circuits child, raises oddity, son of a circus side show freak Pertinent to the show, the wino's leak but I won't speak Infected projection hung the air Punching is burning plastics whiffing the nasal cringes Pucker another 60-second lapse while 60 collapse the suckers And I'm reborn every time the wine back to water, my god Sweet Christ crucify me with road spikes Use my skull to them all in, gather sit and grin, weave All fair the most communication's pageant sitting with a stranger and living awards the badges I spell Marry my name stitched on my heritage Incinerate simpletons to feed my cherished wind Buried in leagues a please, you, pardon, excuse me welcome, may I? ohh, I'd like to nod but no you may not Let's take a deep breath, naw let's take a Naw let's take, naw let's aaah shit, well I that about says it Maybe I'll craft the sycamore canoe and upstream Where the luck seems to reflect precious lovely
I have a thousand deaths, and I apologize for you and yours For kicking fantasies overboard I mean I'm one servant, ayo one hell of a diversion And if the have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed
I have died a thousand deaths, and I for them and theirs For down their ropes, ladders and stairs I mean I'm one servant, ayo one hell of a diversion And if the have agreed to split the sea then let it bleed
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You died a thousand deaths? I have And in the morrow a thousand steps from where my nourish laughed And a boat at, nomad, I roam in a social coma Jones and behome alone days how my poems I Dig in the dirt I bring up the like pulley systems Thereby painting the metaphor for hung juries Strung along a song of spawning thorns of Numb the before he recognized this worries me Carpet by my spearheading beretta Walk my line, now what? Now strut that little poison Y'all call natural, in promise me twenty thousand salami links And dive and my thriving ivy leaves climbing up the pit fall Lack of most lords aboard, unsung heroes unbrung rewards Yo if I flutter in a trouble clutch then I dance fancy Like park children dutching ropes in burning city summers My wing span can and will employ expansion Unfolding while lamping at with my hands spanning for gold Told the roof was on fire, when that structure burned to ashes All y'all saw was Aesop Rock an empty book of matches I'll sit until the spilling motors clear Maybe sit and stroke my billie goat beard And rethink the time angels appear, maybe I Bundled in my little plummet Numb enough to die those thousand deaths under the sun it makes me
I have died a thousand deaths, and I for you and yours For kicking your overboard I mean I'm one servant, ayo one hell of a diversion And if the masses have to split the sea then let it bleed
I died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for them and theirs For breaking their ropes, ladders and stairs I mean I'm only one servant, ayo one hell of a And if the masses agreed to split the sea then let it bleed
I have a thousand deaths, and I apologize for you and yours For kicking your fantasies I mean I'm only one servant, ayo one of a diversion And if the masses have to split the sea then let it bleed
I died a thousand deaths, and I apologize for them and theirs For breaking down their ropes, ladders and I I'm only one servant, ayo one hell of a diversion And if the masses have to split the sea then let it bleed