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letra de pathetic outro - jak tripper

[intro]

“pathetic in his madness, or tragic in his humility
man is always a timid actor who makes a performance of his dismay
and when he mortifies his flesh, in a performance that even the church deplores
he awaits with desperate anxiety the applause of heaven.”

(instrumental ensues with nighttime noises of crickets and other creatures)

(second part begins at 4:21 into the song)

[verse]

(i take 5 acid anyways)
(can he still trip, no?)

check this

it took one rap nerd to make me popular off a copy disc
when i came down off the rocky mist mountain, puffin frog eclipse (?)
ran through an opium field where poppy’s thick
held the axe like a hockey stick
now i got folks in the village looking for a psych ward to lock me in
(you wouldn’t k!ll somebody’s kid and rhyme about it, would you?)
yeah, i’m that obvious
i’ll scalp a c-cky b-tch and salute the sun while winds blow in
wigs sewed in with bobby pins
if there’s a race being held for which rap artist would overdose first (winner!)
just sit back and watch me win
i exhale asthmatic fumes from c0ke ephedrine
formaldehyde fertilizer and birth the mesc recipe

a body floats the green river face down, serene, peaceful
washed gently upon the sh0r- covered in frogs and seagulls
dead women, drained brain fluid and leaked skulls
sketch corpses on easels
to schubert followed by mozart live and under cathedrals
my body’s earth vessel and the death will breach toe
speech dull
i slither my fork tongue, sliced
rain storm til i flash flood cemeteries to mud slides
voids corpses from dumpsites
cops found clumps of the bodies tied to tree tops, hidden from sight
and tangled between branches up high
odor attracts scavenger birds, to pluck eyes
during interrogation, i’m tongue tied
ca-ca-cause i-i-the girl i ss-strangled umm died (huh?)
it’s getting deep
i’m not getting sleep
i have nightmares of sunny days and happiness
so i wake up sweating beads
i came to bring death to sheep
and jealous thieves who clench their t–th
but i just dilate my pupils with lsd
dropped in my breakfast tea
(yes, thank you)

- jak tripper

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