Sleepless

Chorus x2:

Look it's back
Earwig crooked catch
The book is black
Salt circles, sutton ash
Look at that, Earwig hooded black
Pushin' packs, ox blood cooked in crack

Verse 1:

Yeah, yo, for many moons I been ominous
Rap monolith, rappers is politicians and hook-nosed congressmen
I scalp white wigs o' colonists, my music's rape
It's big oncologists, I concocted this (What?)
Stoned Dizzopolis, I could write a concept track
Every single joint if I wanted it (So what?)
Psychomania cell drew, sold dope, the scale glue (Woaah)
Bad séance, smoke air rooms
I'm in the house like a cursed heirloom, the Coke Werewolf
If you a king let these bullets hail you
Diе every-go, terpеntine pettico
The verse crucifixions, the sky burials

Chorus x2:

Look it's back
Earwig crooked catch
The book is black
Salt circles, sutton ash
Look at that, Earwig hooded black
Pushin' packs, ox blood cooked in crack

Verse 2:

Yeah, yo, yo, yo, I wipe off faces wearing blank nets
Drippin' acid on teared off blank checks
Wildin' like a juvy when there's no case set
Arrowspace threat, black, 'til there's no space left
Moonshine haze from the drip juice
Gorilla Lit Glue, crystal castles and igloos
Home feet first into a piss pool
Go deeper than brick shoes
Sun the Devil with six Moons
Watch the low ride, tossed the back out the ride, lost cop
This severed head fellatio off top (Hahaha)
Moss dumped in Clorox with wok blocks
I'm bonged out the kitchen kickin' like wall cop

Outro:

- Because we can take experimental registary insulation it would be unthinkable at most
- Who put in an incubator?
- In for itself in an incubator
- I understand perfectly, doctor, you workin' outside of your charter
- Scientific research often takes us into unchartered territory
- I got a motive, it moves, and if it's not one of us, shoot it...