I’m jacking off on a centerfold
Negative energy just let it go
Next episode catch me out in Mexico
With psychedelics wake boarding in my ventricle
Surreal art in my heart I’m a sentinel
And mescaline is my medical
Kilowatts electrochemical
Euclid federal six pentagram general
Extra foul apocalypse then and now
Young Quinones the style is wild and vile
The government can’t compress my file
Tell god if I burn in hell just bless my child
Yeah I’m the red lotus christ
Spit it hot on the coldest nights
In the desert I’m cold as ice
The way I’m holding mic’s I’m the Logan Heights poltergeist
Yikes they talking about they want to battle
I’m on a scaffold baffled
Pouring slime on them little kid rhymes
Reclined on a cloud A beautiful and ignorant mind
In a minute fools about to be feeling the pity
The flow like New York City yeah really it’s gritty
Me and the mic roll together like Diddy and Biggie
No me and the mic roll together like Smitty and Nicky
That’s Barnes heavily armed
Using Orion’s belt shooting up planets with Heron
I’m a phenom Pepe Le Pew in my under arm
At the funny farm use opium for my lucky charm
Smooth as Sean Connery
Catch me posted at a Pakistan armory
This performance art ph#rm#cy
Face last seen in a wall at a hall at Carnegie
Honestly dog I’m too futuristic
And some of ya’ll just too superstitious
Different strokes for different folks
I’m watching Different Strokes while I’m sniffing coke
Racked up living broke somewhere overseas in a boat
Send my demo with some anthrax out to inter scope
Kill the pope
Send my demo with some anthrax out to inter scope
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SCVTTERBRVIN Lyrics – International Lampoon