Rhys Langston Piecemeal
[Chorus x2]
Motherfucking realness
Molecule machina
Dos on the regular
Opens the falafel truck
(Baklava biome)
Go home, words, you're drunk
Associating with all types
Insinuating schmucks
[Verse]
Quipu soufflé
Leave that stomach in knots
Dig a turnip from the underground
And give him dap or not
Ate the bones
Phoned home
And dropped drones on porcelain domes
Ate a dinner roll
Smoked a bowl
And watched some Gary Old
So
Serious Black
Rhyming rhythms stay on track
3 letters of the first name shared
Minimalist rap
Matter of fact
F..ck the nomenclature stated
I'm greater than cheese graters
Shredding all these whack 2 timing MC fakers
(c'mon)
[Chorus]
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[Refrain]
GMO Cornrow, church, liquor store
GMO Cornrow, church, liquor store
GMO Cornrow, church, liquor store
GMO Cornrow, church, liquor store
Fresh food
Chicken nugget, f..ck it, bucket, KFC
Crop 18-inch
Jesus and his mac 'n' cheese
(fucking mac 'n' cheese)
[Verse]
So
Delinquency
That's key for he
She says free hugs are not for me
The book is on a new type frequency
I see the plants just be
Cathode LCD taken
By Muckraker Jones
On the phone when we atone, eyes forever in that zone
The brains of all the youth dripping from that sugar cone
Correction, high fructose, blown
Big thighs about she moans
‘cause there are half-foods, not a whole, in the ghettos of the mind
See well like C.L
When peeling capitalist rinds
Hind quarters and land mines
Of tin foil hats with Signs
Life's like Shyamalan
After the start, a steep decline
Up St. Charles on tree products
Rubber harnessed from the earth
In the end they want it gone
Mother Nature gives no birth
Would they reassess the fact
If the green that they grow
Was instead green grass
Sprouting from their head to toe
And their skin was invisible
Showing complete lack of soul?
Would the roles change and we'd step on them like soil?
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