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letra de black sheep embarrassment - jak tripper

feed off my pooled urine leak
i clutch generics and sponge up sertraline
peptides disperse from teeth
verse excretes, i private labs like owsley and ergoline
slow drip on the couch i spit next to monitors with intravenous tubes nursing me
jak’s psyche exhausted, while supertramp converts the stream
disperse in seeds til i die off like lysergic breed
half life peak concentration in three hours
ose dos, you can’t write a verse with me
mobile home, oil lamp novelist ponderers
third generation burn-out commoner
gypsy couch tripper, homeless settlement box squatter, not a college nerd
throw-rug camp out supertramp wanderer
grid wilderness walkabout, drug journal memoirs
synthetic heavy polymer
heart broke, catatonic, hungry for honest work
before this modern birth i’ve been searching for self through chemicals since the condom burst
seconal calm the nerves
i’m popping percs
average c student gone berserk
anton beat boy non-new bomber herd
busting shotguns at paint cans against the canvas like hunter thompson’s work
sleepy eyed albino in an alkaloid whole sunk in a k-party
crystalline launch pad blast off the car keys
depart machine ridden, garden of plastic phosphine
gypsy box cut drifter, tap fingertip to irregular heartbeat
cold sweat, kangaroo gland black out on a drunk chick, glitter face star gleam
i woke to a wax purse of brown sugar cooked to a tar stream
?? ?? blouse, human wetsuit, shiver shot up the arm crease
i’m descriptive, sense memory loosen and work
i see detailed illusions from birth
i’m not a clone, i’m only impersonating a human from earth
surrounded by the newest robots with 1 billion synapses
replica slave market fascist, star crosser, sp-ce crafted holographs
looking for television screens to inhabit

i’m so talented, and you’re so arrogant
they’re all halibut, i’m the black sheep embarr-ssment
i’m so talented, and you’re so arrogant
i am a claviset, the black sheep embarr-ssment
[repeat]

see my lifestyle isn’t a fad
i kicked the addiction of sniffing up grams and sitting on my -ss just hitting the hash
plus i quit with the tabs, bodies like meat in a freezer, stripped on a slab
arms slit, ripped up and stabbed
wrap-nap me with a bad heart condition
pockets full of lint and no cash
pinched by the crabs, i’ll end up lynched by the fans
famished, and ripped by the critics and lashed
judged by my peers just keeping me hidden in back
i’m sick of the same rhythms in raps
same equipment and cr-p
no talent mpc -ss-clowns redundant, hitting the pads
you want to clone me, i’ll zip-lock my spit in a bag
my daughter doesn’t look forward to visits with dad
her mother and sis are miseries company, frigid and sad
even on prescriptions i’m imprisoned and trapped
of thoughts of sticking my head in the stove in the kitchen
the tongue kiss with the gas
off scripts my face muscles twitch
during sets i got ticks, like tourettes and think my skin’s ridden with ants (oh my god)
sick of didactic crowds of the same cities giving me daps
i appreciate it but my callous is st-tched on my hands
i want to jump in the camper with the virus crew like huxley ego trip in the map
i’m not a new jak (no), jak spun drum-sticks and rocked riffs in a band
i respect pioneers, i’ve been inspired in this pulling revolve like p-wned systems from liquid to land
the way i spit is intrinsic, it generates off adrenaline like stimulated mdma dripping from glands
i sit in a camp, zipped in a tent, distant, scripting the rants
you’re just spit in the ocean
these underground sheep embedded in the game digging like clams

- jak tripper

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