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letra de yer enlightened despot - blastmaster baker

the sign on i-77 said h-ll is real
i was dissecting ohio
i said where you the f-ck you been?
29 going on forever
known that vengeful gods
tend to live along rural highways
evaluation day
the key word here is values
values!
so they treat us to
the sweetest dead aborted
baby fetus photos
they can dream up
to beef up good fear
start with mirepoix for your
human meat stew
i could teach you
what it looks like when your
skin is see-through
i’ve been seeking a new test
in how many ways can we say
“bad things” and “mike pence”
in the same sentence
better ask the nsa
if that’s ok to say
i truly don’t know
but what’s free speech mean
besides
a discharge song
and the right to hatespeak
and scare preach?
or is it just me
and a privileged flippant att-tude
towards peace and war
today i complained
when they were outta grated cheese
at at my pizza store

when i become
your enlightened despot
i’ma run roughshod
i’ma make heads drop

when i become
all that you believed i could be
i’ll revert back into dirt
after i burn the holy see
but see, if mom asked
i’d go to m-ss on christmas eve
as a common courtesy
come on, i mean, she’s really sweet
but, really, what i mean is
dead police
behead the priests
eat p-ssy in the streets
eat fifty strips of lsd
then feed some to
the dea and lace their babies’ plates
with crack cocaine
and guns
and tell ’em
jesus
doesn’t even
know yer name, kid

when i become
your enlightened despot
i’ma run roughshod
ima make heads drop x4

the sign on i-77 said h-ll is real
the sign on i-77 said h-ll is real
the sign on i-77 said h-ll is real
the sign on i-77 said h-ll is real
h-ll is
here

we should’ve seen the grand conceit
if it smells cheap
then it sells cheap
an american cl-ssic
a stale hero with 3 slices of kraft cheese
hashtag fake food
a stab in the absence of
light waves the last gasp
of a sad cadre of bad men
playing save face
making up new wars
say hey, man
let’s go for the hat trick
let’s shoot for the stars
make a sp-ce force
ooh baby
let’s re-capture the magic
let’s flatten these lousy b-st-rds
and then cash out the ranch
hand out organic salad
and we’ll sell ‘em the farm
and we’ll hash out the finer points
of the contract while we
wage a savage barnstorming tour
carpet bomb the flyover states
like vietnam
and treat the coastal elites
to a peace treaty spelled out
in html
they’ll pat their backs real swell
while the world burns
a roast on a spit
they swim in the drippings of
slit-throat, fresh plucked
succulent free range chickens
i guess that’s us
ah f-ck
i literally just witnessed
lebron james to the lakers
and with him gone
and dr manhattan living
on mars
we’re naked
there are no gods left to save us
and frown down on our hideous bodies
make us ash amed to know
we’re fully exposed
while the emperor dons his new clothes
and -ssholes unabashedly
keep telling him that he’s handsome
while i’d rather
aim a ratchet at his feet
ask the motherf-cker to start dancing
this is not a peacekeeping mission
this is police action
take the neighborhood back
in spectacular fashion

- blastmaster baker

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