letra de shambles - mr. master
[prod. by mr. master]
[verse: mr. master]
comment on my content, i suggest you reassess
diy an ied and dhl it to dhs. are you dense?
a lil anxious, ain’t ya? that’s how they all get
just don’t forget to look into the lens. now get undressed
“mostly harmless,” he said
gasping for breath, clasping his chest
victory boogie woogie off bench
anyhoozles, if you’ll excyoozles
i got some mousketools to fetch
warmest regrets. betch
don’t play coy. i’m not your boy like that
why don’t you collabwith that fembot in your hinge app?
and the cult chants
free your stupid mind and the rest will follow stupidly
can’t stupid your way to smart without a lapse in continuity
smart to stupid, on the other hand, that’s a fount of opportunity
either skew it lucid, or get baby powder’d out your beauty sleep
it’s the dour hour. it ain’t growin’ corn, your flower ain’t power
shill ganeshes poached for ivory towers
klutz. an absolute must when the now so proudly constructs
what feels failproof, until this fail whale blows it up
mercury poison made that hatter mad
ain’t that fun of a fact,but neither was carroting hats
captain, there must be another lifeboat aboard to fit the crew in
how’s about y’all all share that dollhouse door. deuces!
moreover, this man’s his own private island
no village needed to rise this childish
ion water to calc alignment
science backed it. opuntia microdasys
even moreover, akai midi controllers
do not have individuality preloaded
virtuosity now is dime a dozen, done to death
youtube tutorial: how to birth a gifted
multi-instrumentalist indie snoozefest
sixty-four pack with the sharpener to explain even fartherer
excalibur the stick out your sphinct. siddharthur. (oh sh-t!)
miniclip. kongregate. addicting and/or armor games
i remembered burrito bison exists and flushed the rest of my day
right or wrong?
a sold out crowd can only flap their arms for so long
when it’s no soul left to sell, you’ll see just how your own you’re on
neuronal plastic waste erased sea mammals
the gyre patched it size of three frances
six pack rings are choking hazards
for dolphin calves and adult swim fangirls
it’s brobdingnagian
mayhaps this hyatt walkway collapse
can squash y’all flat enough to afford square dances
no one doing anything but talking on the internet
well someone has to have the bravery to take it
to the real world, and i guess that has to be me
get off your sh-tter, dunce, and live for once
i ‘on’t e’en make that much. i’m coolin’. y’ain’t foolin’ f-ck
i basset hound abulia. ultrathustra
aight, maid, i don’t get laid, you don’t get paid. now splay
love is art sesh rock the rockwell out the frame
and these twihard tweens still can’t pick teams
snootily, i snort retort, “boothang, be your own sport.”
and i drudge report the pang at its source
the scenic ultra lounge and last resort provides
complimentary shuttles to the domodedovo airport
[outro: mr. master]
and it’s still f-ck alex trebek
for 3000
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