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Scrapyard ghosts levitating, slap box under wolf moons Above streets where siri noted coordinates and was?too?scared to speak,?come through Host the grease, burnin' candles?in the teeth Summoned by the killer who remembered the names of each Southside cop killer queens Circle the vehicle and squeeze Dusty feet beat streets with the breeze to their back Some things you just can't leave in the past They follow you home like skinny dogs separated from the pack Toss another bone in the valley, they gnash (Toss another bone in the valley, they gnash) Dead cars stuffed with garbage line lost blocks Laughin' at alternate side parkin' Copper wire by the yard, scrap by the pound Capoeira with the words, I just spin 'em round and round and round That blood spattered Pelourinho center the town Her bloody gown Drug mud through the big house, ma**a gon' frown Right before we throw him in the ground Throw it in neutral, my cousins'll push me out, out Pin-stripe and buffalo plaid, industrial gas leak Good project heat, chap lip, cracked, A&D for the scab Dead cats in the streets for a week 'Tussin, rubbin' the gash A few doors down from the beast I was pa**ed, smoked out on the Ave The brash will discourage and the timid never try The last born burden that he carried 'til he died Earth, wind and fire, Brazilian rhyme, it's wild Nine and out user, what it look like to be free and alive at 35 (what it look like to be free and alive at 35) Big Bitcoin horde and a VCR that still records Teeny demises and reports Bust through the ceiling and was floored Yahweh's gardener was bored Since he hopped off the porch In communion with the source Lots of sauce and a little force Bronze Kafka metamorph Black Orpheus at the course In the backwoods, jiggin' with no remorse, jiggin' with no remorse In the backwoods, jiggy with no remorse, jiggy with no remorse In the backwoods, jiggin' with no remorse, jiggin' with no remorse Pointed and said, "walk 'til the air thins" Won't see the water, but you'll taste salt in the wind The city's a hoarder, long dead in her bed Shiftin' borders, buckle and bend All the president's men suckled at the cracked shell Wild raccoons, empty lots where it used to be crack sales now quiet as tombs 'Cept when the rats squeal, cats wail in heat I circle back east, beg the beggar's forgiveness Got the correct directions in gibberish Tolls diminish, desperate trolls abandon crumblin' bridges Hot with the sickness, '96 Lexus LS on blocks in the yard Rust fingers grip first floor burglar bars Scarecrow stuffed with straw, stuffed and eyed them marked cars (Keep 'em guessin') Broke the door at First Baptist, played the pews like project benches The light was beautiful streamin' through the broken entrance PVC replaced the cadaver bones at the viewing Cruel, played for fools, family never knew it Jackals chasin' secrets through the ruins Diseased tissue sold the planet and another human Host body under influence, clueless Big spoon, death loomin', tune in, trauma addled Room was swollen with squall, the dream showed up on the wall and yous called All in all, all in all, all in all Projects on the beach, sandcastle instead of lawn Trousers, high water table got three legs First in the flood, mud mask, cup of blood Just ask if you must
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