Bot Fly Larvae

[Boxguts]

Maui Waui, hands swatting hot clouds of steam
Pound a surrounding scene til it's showering ground meat
Hungry and grouchy, stomach rumbling loudly
A bummier Towelie lifted in a foundry with bundles of brown leaf
Dumb fried but fucking fine Guts is lively
Slimy cutting cuts with the grimiest unrefined grease
Sun shines, steel pots and pans in the microwave on high
Clusters of chum flies puffin' trees
Suckers get tongue sliced deep, spittin' lead
With a yellow jacket, nest for a head
Piss is red, clammy sex in an oyster bed
Sizzle Breath popping over stove toppings
Hearty like your boy Aarti the Chef
Chopping shit in a clean kitchen hopping wrecked
Chomping a mess out of all the real heat that I catch

[Jak Tripper]

Real heroin dope, ocher and brown
Open her blouse, choke that dishrag
Suck out her ghost after I pry open her mouth
I troll for the prowl, so many prostitution visits, see ghosts circle over my house
Either an ocean or drought
I bleed deep artery blood
Incinerating rosary shrouds
Pig roasting ovary mounds
And I'm not new, I'm under your movements and scenes
I get stupid on beats, I'm a loser and creep
Misunderstood, he hung himself with the belt ripped from the loose of his jeans
I'm part of you
Plus I mix shroom with the leak
I'm loose with the blue's and the z's
And I don't do them, I give em to cute little teens
Date rape bait, club drugs, sucker fish, Cupid's on G
I'm a mutant machine
With drives like Downey Jr. on E
In a club of vampires til sun up, I'll puke when I leave