Tarmac

[Chorus: Venting Palace]
Pull up with that clown mask
Takes one to know one
I might just pop up in your driveway
And leave you sideways
Sippin' bloody mary
While your brain look like confetti
Lettin' off fireworks but this ain't no birthday party

[Verse: Lord Distortion]
Indy 500 I'm making you crash
Rush out the corner like hitting a draft

Melting his body back
Mold on the digi screen
You might catch a shot
End up in the guillotine
Vilified
Bet that your sister is into me
Clown on you
Nah, we ain't into no sympathy
It's gross when it puncture his vertebrae
Got him twisted round, looking like serpent paste
Look at the course of our mission and current state
Causing disparity
Body get hit with that burner spray
Wipe off that cutlery
Catching the wind
Get a grip
Of the fuckery
Semis and clips
My ammo is communist distribute evenly
Way that we do things is everyones wish

[Chorus: Venting Palace]
Pull up with that clown mask
Takes one to know one
I might just pop up in your driveway
And leave you sideways
Sippin' bloody mary
While your brain look like confetti
Lettin' off fireworks but this ain't no birthday party