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letra de mxlplx / stefan burnett’s verses (4) - mc ride

1. blu train
welcome to the gutter, h-ll was cool i shutter / like a fool tries to cover up his pain / i love her but it’s plain, i can’t touch her / my brain’s a motherf-cker praying under the halo that hovers above my clucker / muster up enough mustard to paint the world yellow / and a gallow fellow insane enough to sell their soul to the devil / and pay for the trouble we make double / creating bubbles just to watch them bust / while shots get stuck in my body’s cut / who wants to be a duck and clock my strike? / doing 60 in an icе cream truck / looking for that light we call good luck

2. black car
irrelеvant elephants in purple / dancing in circles / i’m laughing like ‘cackee’ / dry heaving, my tongue is bleeding / whatever, but the weather is sh-tty / when it hits me in the city / dirty and twisted / lifted like birds, we get simplistic / in worlds that are realistic / catch this dropkick if you can’t stop, quit / before you pop / barracuda to bermuda’s hottest spot

3. 3.5
i’m the unicorn you was born / to ride to warm as inside of the sun / give me mine on the one, keep it all fine where we’re from / take your eyes off my gun and i’ll fire for fun / and the tires still spun out like wires, i’ve come out the mire / to run down the fire / but now i can’t climb her majesty’s mountain / insanity counting down like a bounty / hunter with an outie navel on his able-bodied tangerine / turning all the tables like a shattered dream

break me down, spread me out, make me wild, let me count / figure eight style on the rebound / triggers pull smiles out of knee frown / this a young child, get out of this town / it’s nothing but vile, it is bound to drown / brain lost in the sky, toes stuck to the ground / train of thought so high / no one wants to sound like they’re not worthy / of your view, i say, “drop and get dirty / and boo everyone who’s got / one word for you” / this gun has shot and murdered, a few / have never been caught but i’m scared if i do get caught they might lock me / up where the true k!llers go to spend time / real as gold, red as wine
4. i-5 east
wings on back flying, relax / looking down on things we pass / clouds turn blue, skies turn white, i shout “ooh” / then burn so bright the sun gets jealous / and makes the night to h-ll with tricks when we take flight / the meltingness changes our sight / from helplessness to rays of light / kiss marks them to happy, all the white / touching and slapping the ample ass / on the sassy i’ve brought to laugh, with perhaps we / need a bath if it works out, we can have whatever / we see under the sun / and it’s crazy cause we’ve just begun

5. california blunt
ride your rubber ducky in my muddy / bathtub, we get lovely / when rub, please don’t touch me / i trust things that trust me / don’t bug me, i’m wigging out, getting ugly / sticking out cuz they stuck me / struck my mouth with that ugly / stick on the couch / so if i doubt this trip i created, where quit can’t quit til i make it my gift / my lips straight up and naked like nipples on tits / flame my wick and please make it quick

6. sun chicken
sunny days in the park with the way we used to spark it up / dark as f-ck in the sun / barbecue some chicken, sipping warm rum / a rider’s picnic / smoked out like, “this sh-t is no doubt” / crack a beer and don’t pout / when that drunk atmosphere makes you feel nostalgic / feeling weird cause the clouds split to show the moon in broad daylight / i know you wanna say “ride on”, make my brain feel calm / get in the car so gone / the stars look like palm trees / and i’m thinking, “d-mn, where are we?”

7. slappin ass
door’s starving call, burning in the sky / cold b-lls in big walls, barely getting by / candy bars of betty sharing everything that’s mine / we’ll do it if they let me, getting out of line / walk into the front, let me out of time / i want to hunt, stalking their design / put it in the trunk, watching blackness shine / love to feel the funk, caught diesel crumbs / nothing but junk, bones can he find / face girls with rum, the only kind / i like to hump off the top of your mind / bottoms down, bottles up, swallow red wine / mixed with coke in a cup, tomorrow we’ll rise / settle and strut, i’ve got to survive / no matter what, are you alive? / do you give a f-ck?

8. black
patio mental / maniac obsessed, lackadaisical rebel / lazy man depressed, place the liquid metal razor to me neck / hammock stretched; sacramento to tibet / ignition connect ash to my cigarette dripping wet / catching cold blooded sweat, ocean cruiser, skylining jet / born loser trying to forget / motor abuser, the high gets no respect / when your manure smells california fresh / so open, i’m pure outside the flesh / dove in my sewer, drowned in my mess / pain creeping up and down my chest / dry heaving large amounts of stress / dead to you, died while sleeping / get me a new life, i’m tired of breathing

9. janky
underground rhythm fresh me down / wild one living under a crown / heaviest pound, ’71 chevy sound / been to corners all around / my mouth drove her over and out of bounds / count lower than the south with the clown / broken motor about to frown / notice i’m closer when out of town / poker faced joker lounging out (uhh!) / how i squeeze / found my keys below a mental disease / there they go, gentle minute ease / didn’t know why i wanted to leave / til i showed up and got knocked like knees / had to catch my breath, i could not breathe / went outside to climb apple trees with two brown and white striped chimpanzees

10. it’s cool
another day to run away with my life / come tomorrow, it’ll be too hard to fight / filled with sorrow, our gaze at the stars tonight / happy to be here cause i finally know it’s right / give me a square and make sure it’s rolled tight / i never share anything but cold advice / prepare to feel in love colder than ice, throw the dice / only scared men think twice / being lonely is really very nice / can’t believe i used to think i’d have a wife / realistic fantasies but fantasies, all the same / i’m simply far too mental to enjoy it for this game / only fools settle when there’s so much more to gain / living on another level, i’m cord in the brain

11. fingers
wake up in the morning / don’t wanna get up hard, i’m feeling h-rny / life never lets, i put in daily bubble to make me feel cool / lately, lonely music / feels like a pool of beautiful exploding lights brighter than jewels / maybe next life, i’ll be a diamond / consciousness sharp as the knife that carved zion / went from nothing to something with so much silver lining / it seems like i was struck by a bolt of thick lightning / head filled with all such step in the shower / trying not to think about the hour, at the top of my watchtower / looking for invention, this land of cowards / could never switch / i have the power to see that light at the end of the tunnel / shine bright enough to leave me out of trouble

12. dookie sh-t
what gets you through the day? what makes you feel ok / if there’s not much left? for me to try / tried chasing death but it made me cry / lost my breath and still don’t know why / i keep on trying my best to die, now it’s easy / but i’m still looking for that something i couldn’t find for nothing; / grayish black, purple mixed with brown / moon hung low above the ground / used to know what i don’t know now / wanna see things that make me smile on the inside, on the out / to live a life you know nothing about / watching tv on the f-cking couch / i have no friends, i have no girl / i have no ends, i hate this world / everything here is a fraud / how’d it feel? worship their god / settle for nothing, tried to fit in / get tired of running, buy you some gin / escape to forget why you want to escape / beg for their respect, let society take / your soul to the depths of the h-ll it creates / controlled by the stress you sell out to taste / tastes like cigarettes mixed with toxic waste / tell me i’m wrong for going my way / telling me to calm down and learn to play / with the money, turning my hair gray / this sh-t is ugly, but we’re here to stay / maybe that’s why you drink everyday / winter days are here again, it’s cold as h-ll / i have no friends, i say “oh well” / maybe next year watch some leaves fall like a lady’s tears leaning on my wall / trying to clear my head of all that makes me feel the consequences of my heart’s desires / these words don’t mean sh-t and i can’t feel poetry anymore / i wanna buy a tv and veg out / it’s hard to think about anything too long / everything’s confusing and i can’t see / believe i’m losing my sanity / but i know i’m not, i’m just getting old and smoking pot / when the days are cold, they’re never not
[pause]
f-ck this sh-t! i don’t know why / i had enough sickness to blow my mind / disoriented scientist from another time / born to light it up and twist another / go find my crazy ass brother / and a cold baseline, i could make some tacked out as divine! / lazy brown cats lounging with lined martinis / and hot tubs filled with wine / it’s easy when the pot f-cks your ear last / wind up the windmill and feel passed / out, i like the way the wind feels / get out my f-cking way, i gotta send chills / through the rhythm / toothless prison that’s shooting jizm out his mouth / suck my d-ck and i’ll tell you what it’s all about… / bey-i-otch! / make a move, future time / straight confused, losing mi-ine… / made me lose…
13. gallactica
p-rno music, mirror walls / h-rny movements in their draws / bending over, breaking laws / never sober, take me raw / getting closer, make me fall / heavy boulder shake hairy b-lls / dangling above your chest / baby me, my love is flex / maybe we should have s-x / crazily dripping wet / legs spreading, we just met / lady, are you ready for disrespect? / prepare to behead me, get two lips set / taste my deadly vicious pet / make em empty, lend your sweat / my favorite betty in the west

14. espn beat
plastic flowers and dirty clothes / in the bathroom blowing my nose / the mirror’s ugly, you know how it goes / don’t look at me, i’m broke as a joke / black ass junkie hooked on dope / spent the last of my money on a bar of soap / never thought it’d be like this / empty beer bottles, chapped lips / on the bottom, and i can’t switch / too late to turn back, too early to trip / put my head down, trying to sleep / counted a million psychedelic sheep / coulda been a billion, but i can’t keep track no more / it’s getting deep and i’m getting bored / feeling like a piece of sh-t on the floor

15. b.a. baracus
sh-t flies away, i see it fall / saw yesterday, fell off the wall / shattered to pieces, felt insecure where they’re laughing at me / i smell like manure, my breath stinks / end crazy, throwing up in the sink / feeling shady, hot like a bake going down to flames / can’t feel my feet, can’t feel my legs / burn in the heat, frying eggs on the street / pork and beans out the can / aluminum foil ‘cross the garbage can / my hands are getting warm, singing with the winos / why i was born, the h-ll it find though / spinning all sideways, looking around / driving down the highway, listening to sounds

- mc ride

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