Passing of Goethe

Intro:

- I release my music on my own label
- The album's almost finished, it's gonna be big, world tour, every...
- World tour? You're a hypocrite. We should be makin' true music for a select few, tours, are for posers

Verse:

Ayo, ayo, I'm sorted like (sorted like), nine short alikes
Sorted white, lean hit good, if it's poured in right
Only ported Sprite (Word)
Break us up and snort with ice
Wait (hold up), it's poor advice
The beat quick, fuckin' fast (What?)
Pullin' panties to the side
Question marks got, trannies in a rise (Ew)
Only use my hands, if I see a fanny from the side (Damn)
Hucklepuck with a piece, they banned me from the lights
The pen ink, drip exquisite
Dark Sicily squid noodles (Huh?)
Left the bag on the train, with a switchblade, as if sick doodles
Rip tubes, with Cthulhu
Deep south swamp, witch voodoo
My EP reusable crack

Interlude:

He says that people who built the cabins, are now captives of the Devil witch

Verse 2:

Yo, yo, my EPs reusable crack (yeah), they come two in a pack
With Velcro vest C4 fuse in a strap
Nah (come on, man), I'm just rappin', I'm not tryin' to play you (Word)
But I did bring the first animal, I killed the show at grade school
Fire spittin' like dragon missiles out Chinese parades
Do a drive-by in a DJ, I just shot the fame
The ceaseful king
I cast a black mess of cloud over my small town like, lethal things
The easel sings
Catch me pissin' chemical agents, at the peaceful springs (What?)
The frigid mental
Eric Lynch from Twisted Metal
Devil witch settin' fire to clown heads like, twisted metal
Stab you then twist the metal
Flip a benzo
Puppeteer posers and drip Geppetto