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letra de polysure - jesse dangerously

[verse]
you ain’t fresh, somebody already broke that ground
you’re not ready, i won’t back down
i’m tom petty; white people love me for no reason
because their moms did
i’m in the building, you finna be feeling the building burst
but you’re the ones that’s clearing the room out women and children first
i’m drowning in it. no one found it legit
but when it’s going down, we’re going down with the ship
too sweet. who me? i’m doing my crossword
rapid spit, tout suite like an uzi
my dude is a mossberg, we’re humans and monsters
ice cream. you scream for scoops or some soft serve
i’m not a nerd! i am a nerd, complain to the manager
i’m jeru the damager, i’m planet earth
i’m caribou from canada, not manitoba
i’m an elk! let me introduce myself
i’m (a) bullet-headed, barrel-chested, hairy, huge, and bare-breasted
good in bed and yearly tested, very cute, and rarely bested
hooded sweater-wearing legendary human, fairly pleasant (who)
should admit to where he’ll spread his eerie gloom and iridescence
look at this and there he isn’t!
never marry business and pleasure, except this very instance
from sarasota to arizona, i’m ferris bueller
dropping gems like a careless jeweler
underground metro like paris commuters
where is the computer? gtfo, americans in cuba!
from guantanamera to guantanamo, the tourist traps
please, no photographs! heave, ho, war is wack
we know more than that – we’re done playing dumb
we’re going dumb like devo, dumbing out and saying something
i’m a burner boy, no thanks to testosterone
came through with no friends, but i’m not alone
hot and cold running my mouth off, i’m rock and roll
even if i’ve gotten old, commodified and bought and sold
the bottom of my heart and soul is hardened, cold and darkened charcoal
i’m a gargoyle like marina sirtis, part and parcel
i’m nardwuar versus gwar, i’m merking artists
my homegirl the weaves pubic wigs, she’s a merkin artist
i’m smirkin’ hardest like george bush: assassinate me!
please rap about how you smoke more kush, it’s fascinating
[scratch]
i’m f-cking great at rapping
i’m f-cking great at rapping

[verse 2]
hit the deck! rappers duck at the thought of us
i bit this track from ruckus roboticus
come f-ck with us, officers. you suck at your job, plus your job sucks
who you want it with? hint: not us
flintlock muskets, zip-loc bags
kids all loved the kris kross braids
p-ssed-off public, switched-off bach concertos
fat and fearless, bust these hip-hop rapping weirdos
strap your ear-holes with cotton and stack your euros
i’m not content until you get off my continent!
i’m not your friend, i’m family – i’m hard to ditch
when all this ends, i should be mentally scarred and rich

[scratch]
i’m f-cking great at rapping
i’m f-cking great at rapping

[verse 3]
tarred with pitch and feathered, with a ticket for the greyhound
“buck buck buck! take that with you on the way down”
down, down in the hole, do your impression of tom waits
you’re not coming off like the dress on your prom date
you didn’t impress her, you took her for granted and, dude
take it from me, there’s no money in the banana stand!
ampersand. preview. turn over a new leaf
i don’t believe you like stephin merritt or kool keith
even eating carrots you can’t see me from your vantage point
you’re pluto… you’ve been demoted to a planetoid
i thought the art of war sucked. i’m a carnivore
you are a poor f-cking mistake; you’re a brontosaur
to be honest? sure, you should be on the shore
gasping, with your gills flapping, trying to evolve some more
if not, who needs an excuse? the fault is yours
encino man! weazin’ the juice, you’re pauly shore
[french lady robot voice]
welcome back to 2012, you dorks
merci to ruckus roboticus for the use of this magnifique beat
desole to tribe one and adam warrock, mes amis from no friends, but if you didn’t want me to jack your sh-t, maybe you shouldn’t have become grown up and quit rapping
backburner!

- jesse dangerously

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