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letra de parallelograms - west rhetoric

[sample from “elephant man”]

[verse 1: bones mcqueen]
we’re spooky kids, chewing on human limbs
soon to be bigger than lucasfilm when the music hits
mucus drips from the holes in my face
mutations, progressing through it at a horrible pace
poor souls are locked in iron cells as the empire swells
held in dire straits with only crooked signs to find the trail
headed for simple minded destinations
expire like a corpse crepe with a plate of perished bacon
parasailing attached to a boat with engine failure
dead azaleas spread on every square foot of a barren wasteland
skin is too thick for the arrows of cupid, i’m heroin spooning with a pair of pheromone users they tell me love is their therapy in a voice of arrogant hubris
suffering from harrowing cluelessness, tuning fork, i’m in the music biz, give it back, give it the loot in this bag, finna dip with the purse, re-disperse burn victims’ cash
’cause a lot of the time when i hear some dumb pop, i’m under the impression record labels like to suck hard
and jump off, like a lemming
plunging to the sudden death, ending

(lowly does he walk and bend his feet they are so sore, there’s no one to complain to though he’s tried at times before)

[verse 2: bedrock]
another sweet night gone sour
wall flower wilts well wishes wither while the hours p-ss
b-st-rd hash-head, gr-ss-fed, sees red
meet up on the west side with eastwood to eat lead
bigfoot stomp through the soot to the spot to see that bedrock’s so hot he keep the redenbacher poppin’
gliding through the sky like orville and wilbur
pig’s pulled patch ribbon shot with dutch angles off-kilter
rabbit trapped in a trance in transylvania
clad in rags, call him vlad, a hasty impaler
back in a miller minute mack and finish the wasted stranger
swapped cities, popped jimmies tossed in the trunk of your trailer
stay faithful to that halo-hung brain, those plummetous motherfuckers bludgeon their blunt frame
bedrock surf atop the shock wave
water’s hot, got caught with your daughter’s drawers dropped in his enclave
concave or convex?
fond of the thought of forward progress but, not one to flex anything except this manifested rhetoric
introvert the orb [?] the family crest before i sever it
kickin’ it in cali’ with the man from maryland
book shows in boulder
scarce square states, the parallelogram
shape up, shake buds scr-ped from a lake of caked blood
to bed you succ-mb or get so fucked by the flow’s flood
guillotine could cleave ten pounds of ugly fat
red tip the hi-hat to the cliff dwelling gully rat
cats be rapping grabbing boxes like it’s christmas
left a litter of kools filters in whoville double fistin’
fishing with a ten-foot pole for gold possible
be honest though, he’s a pauper’s dot in a doppler show
regular guys like mordecai and rigby
train monsters to hop in pockets like ash, brock, and misty
adult swim with fins made by morty and rick
hop across dimensions with style inventions to stay sick

- west rhetoric

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