and the kids say…


watch ya man, i think he's faking the band, y'all will either run the world or destroy it while holding hands
architect, terrible vet with bent flashback, me clutchin a 30 od, burn village laughin'
gas mask latched in, signal for the whirly, worm killer bird on the set, i flex early
got to beat the rush and report it all to the hive mind, weathermen and such, motherfucks, try to malign mine
lets digress now, kings put your cans up, paint the city scope with the prettiest type of cancer
watch 'em laser surg every tumor like fatal relica, new york is the truancy burg, sate of hysterica
it’s a brutalized lab bunny jumpin' the fence, grab the money and the charger for the microchip embedded in head
brooklyn is the life, equal parts joy, strife, i sit up in the cribbo and carve these 'noid kites out of lead
the same weight of the monkey on my neck, who crawled off of my back and tried to make friends
now i’m walkin' round lit like the fun ever ends, but someone ran their key on my whip plus left dents
welcome to my bastard delight night gents, where everything has a meaning but none of it makes sense
living is so demeaning but rappers still wanna offer, fake aliens… from lying saucers
i don’t have the time man, i’m searching for bigger answers, the beat is so sick, made with real bits of panther
the clay of the city streets don’t take to these broken cleats, but i hold my johnson and walk it retarded, it’s just me

what up tame?

desperate men do dangerous things, full alarm system new york with no kings
desperate kids do dangerous shit, full alarm system its on where you live

my name is el producto my friend, i walk rawly, oddly bent pod beast, fiends try to draw me
another close copy but not the god hardly, sex shit sloppily, fuck yourself (pardon me)
look here comes the scientists, here they come to cure us all, mind is on your money sonny
brain is on the curtain call
give the kid a sack a d, pass the child a bag of c, even in the tenement residence there’s a pharmacy
deadly young people, deadly new day, young deadly dumb kick snare pattern play
dignity for criminals, science for religion, war stole the future, peace is for bitches
everything’s a felony, relatively hellishly, cops make guns whistle like here check the melody
you need to learn to worship the warships, anything made of steel of course can leave corpses
cops on 4 horses, hot to draw quarters, the morbidist thoughts are mad laws and enforced quick
don’t lift your foot off of that land mine switch, till i make the 20-yard dash and cover my eyelid
we don’t need no edumacation, there’s no patience, my team is on the food line, blicker in the waist and
walkies all connected, gotta wait for the signal, weathermen are the lefties that burn to the bone gristle
insight is disease, feed the criminal rotary, all over the world it’s the same skull fuck locally
alpha flight airs that are rare we rock openly, feelin' like a kid again… umbilical choking me
never shit on my faction of bastards, not openly, don’t you even whisper shit, not even if jokingly
straight out of poisenville, comin' up for air again, nah the air is poisonous, environment choking me

do it again…

desperate men do dangerous things, full alarm system new york with no kings
desperate kids do dangerous shit, full alarm system its on where you live