Slush

Intro:

Yeah, welcome to the blue bus, huh, (yeah, welcome to the blue bus), ayo! Yeah, (Gonzo), yo

Verse:

Why am I here? I clearly don't get it, rap's done with me
Dumb with me (come on), I pick silver dish like I come in peace
Amorphic glob on the white buoy
Tubular (ew!), totally rip it two foot, tubes are herbs stupid burned
Engine Lung, diesel breath, the blood octane
I'll drop a running chainsaw in a goth rave (Hahaha)
Spit fire like street performers in Bombay
I rap in a odd way, cook brains like ma made
Zip packed the trees to the face, peaches and grapes
The speed pill kicked me into the outer reaches of space (Reaches of space!)
Shred MCs with the blood shed for me
To make the body one with the whole environment, like Zen beliefs
Stethoscope in the mouth of a coma, that's stream dentistry (What up, man?)
You ain't a legend 'til you get attempt for free (Oh shit)
Bunch of indie skids sit, watch and soakin'
Everyone big, packed and hopeless (What)
Your rush weak like skin poppin' doses (Haha, weak, man)
Yo, ayo, I'm a young Brotha Lynch Hung
Plus cloned one lung from punch, son (Yeah)
Fatal Dose Movement, like dust plugs
So animated the mic might spit, I use iron
Light like this, I'm lefty, you just write type shit
Cam mouth, I say the live, it's the dead now
All verses, on hook like takin' down dead cows

Outro:

- These painting's alive
- Nah, it's just the PCP dropping
- PCP?
- Hmm!