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They never thought they'd see a prophetic prophet with such flow
Ready to with the prophecy prophesize I'll touch dough
That brooklyn boy cold rose beating down cuckolds
Toss them in dirt roads; trill we don't pose
Even in the poems wrote, use toast to comatose
In a coma you get tossed, then toast across your throat
Like you found a Christians religion inside the pistol whipping
Burning like hell your flesh now rest with Satan
You found the ending destination in your decimation
For commas and missing jewels get dotted like decimals
Reach pains pinnacles they raise like decibels
Your body in covers covered your skin like the hindu
Only thing you got left prayers God rescue you
Beat your till death is moved or till death is due
Till your metaphysical ooze through your physical
Come outside of you tear you helpless as a vegetable
Greed got the best of you, so torture get the rest of you
No, it's no rest for you, cry in the mess of you
Sit in your force seat, and begin to bleed and think
As you start to reach your brink deteriorating in your stink
Ain't a movie scene you saw or seen, you never saw or seen
Such a gory scene look at my evil I snort and bleed
A quicker slow death is your only relief
But death is so quick, and I'm loving your grief
Far from finish with this I'm your innocence surrogate
I save you like you born again or save you like you celibate
Prolonging the inevitable just a little bit
Graphic horror stories I know you got the feel of it
Produced on the MPC1000, “Nosthaigia” documents time spent in Thailand via regional music. Available here in an exclusive color vinyl. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 24, 2024