Take a Bath

[Intro: Vents]
Ayy, Trials, you see the newspaper? Hear the radio?
Miriam got a dick
That shit is disgusting, makes me fucking sick to my stomach, man
I'm sick of this shit, it's dirty
I need to take a fucking bath, man, what the fuck?

[Verse 1: Vents]
Check it out, I keep shit on the sneak
The rap freak, keep my hat on the tweak
On some down low shit, patrollin' the backstreet
Pounds of plastic, plenty of Teflon
My brain's a weapon when I get ready to drop bombs
On a massacre mission, backpacks of ammunition
Startin' to panic on the waves of your panovision
Mathematician, I got plans of retribution
A recipe for terror for startin' the revolution
Gotta save the world from the AFL
In a locker room, talkin' 'bout raping my girl
Put the whole shit to rest with the [?]
In a dynamite vest, stabbin' Miriam to death
With the AIDS carriers, fuck the gay marriages
Peace to refugees that break down barriers
Of barbed wire, hey Trials, pass the pliers
I'm breakin' 'em all out to fuckin' start a riot

[Verse 2: Trials]
Ayy
Only when I'm drunk will I wanna stick a slut
Liftin' up my liquor gut while I'm tryna pick her up ([?])
Rampin' in the club, passin' out prescription drugs
In a form of staunch, suicide bombers givin' hugs
Sick as fuck, writing strategies on whiteboards
Plannin' my escape out the window of the psych ward
I'm quite bored with the drama and theatrics
We make you understand by using stand-over tactics
He's got some creep's bitter, don't hate the kings, man I
Make a blood bath like virgins when you broke 'em in
Doctor Satan's here, nurse bring the patients in (come here)
The whack faggots need taxidermy to save their skin
Take a sip from the Funkoar, one drink
And chicks think about my dick until they hold the door
I can't be seen with you if my mates been with you
So I greet sluts with smiles and [?] issues

[Scratches: DJ Reflux]
"Fuck pissin' in your pocket"
"Fuck pissin' in your pocket, I'ma piss in your mouth"
"I'ma break it down—down—down"
"I'ma break it down for fools that ain't figured it out"

[Verse 3: Vents]
Ready to rock with machetes to chop
At the bottom of parliament, "Ayy, gimme the boss"
I'm very heated, see me in a bally, better feed it
Makin' a paraplegic out of snakes then repeat it
The predetor, Federer hat tip [?] the massacre
[?] quicker than white thumbs in Africa
I take the rage and read the red
The pyrotechnic expert dirty your best shirt
Your neck jerk from the kick back, my temperament
Terrorist, timing a TNT six-pack
Epidemic, the panic, the population erratic
When the television nothin' but static
Hijacking the station with the help [?]
'Cause you can't get a date without the [?], you get it?
The makeover, the game's over
Feel the wrath of the pen from the maniac chainsmoker

[Verse 4: Trials]
See me in hell with gasoline and several flamethrowers
Takin' over Lucifer with Mia Jupiter, my bride
I [?] till she's eagerly my wife
[?] work, I'm makin' raps first antichrist (hey, call me)
My vice grip on the cities the same as titties
I won't let go, so save your breath and change your dress
We break the stress, wreck the best, you ain't matching us
I don't check your tracks, "I ain't into all that faggot stuff"
Vents One, Mr Trials, hungry savages
Throwin' amateurs like drunks fuckin' up their balances
My challenge is to find [?] talent [?]
That's as hard as women pickin' up on conjugal visits in prisons
I rip rhythms, skippin' dinner a while
Workin' a mic, let's through girls like finishing lines
At my pinnacle I'm similar to biblical time
Destroyin' those who think they're great and God's gift to the [?]

[Scratches: DJ Reflux]
"Fuck pissin' in your pocket"
"Fuck pissin' in your pocket, I'ma piss in your mouth"
"I'ma break it down—down—down"
"I'ma break it down for fools that ain't figured it out"