riding shotgun thru malibu

evening redness splashes across the blood latitude murder for capital

disillusioned radical, never see me posing on camera like some fuccen rapper do

we dope as fuck and only get a two on rap reviews

dot com, bombs for the silicons

sing songs from da front no response from the dilettantes

a blond bomb chick blowin chrons in her rosey thong

blowin up my phone since dawn untill she finally dosed off n spilled the bong

no bon ton at all i only spawn thru this intercom

spent eons in da dark burning cd roms 

today we burning millions

the unevolved say we did the city wrong 

but whats the charge

ravings of madmen and dope fiends grandiose schemes

acrylic dreams from the belly of machinic beasts

pirellis screamin like alicia keys

d's ran up in the telly all they found was just some semen on the sheets

say cheese, lux rest in peace, face freeze

im not alive like makaveli in belize 

old soviet bloc SMGs squeeze at 33 degrees 

when we dumpin like da north vietnamese on new years eve

feed the yeast venereal disease

mephistophales hand feast on envy and the greed

as decreed in this fable with some bees

ever since we come down from the trees

to start a fire…

𝙳𝟶𝟶𝙼.𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚝