all i need is a coin flip and an icebreaker

all i need is conjoined twins and a lightsaber

all i need is christina hendricks or 15 minutes

with megatron and somewhere to bury my white neighbors

paper cups. (my bio in the form of a rap)

i wanna facefuck a scientologist (what?!)
i mean the bible's science fiction with a whisper of common sense
if this choreographed panic attack isn't on beat then
when played backwards it's death threats for alan greenspan
dirty syringes in the wingspan kill 'em with hugs
pin the scalp on the scalped while he's freestyling blood
one-punch meth pinata odds you're full of drugs
these are not punchlines i am fishing for lungs
call it black magic eugenics or disciplined burning
or sysphus laughs when i bitch about pushing thirty
early bird to worm altruism isn't alpha-like
so when this crown writes sounds like i think i'm albert pike
and worth my weight in unread books
spook at the bar nursing maker's and bedlam
jetsam the left hand sacrificial offering
for mutual stalking daydreams of shannyn sossamon
through missed calls from il. "did you finish that verse yet?"
nope my catalog's full of promising first steps
worm heart quintet in a brown shark playpen
top tier weird outsourcing the spartan phalanx
i'd love to sharpen my knuckles on the face of a date rapist
while survivors take bets on how many places his jaw breaks in
(seven!) gil, i don't know what the fuck happened
i wrote this on the hollowed skull of a luck dragon
in pigeon shit i juggernaut through whiskey sips
and pop violence screaming team edward scissorkicks
pistol whip rahm or obama coin flip tells
the other's getting AIDS, oxytocin and stem cells
starter kit for a nobel prize-winning hope fetish
while i fuck sasha grey's shadow bow-legged

sasha, i just wanna be friends.

it's okay to eat women 'cause they don't have any feelings.

everything we have together is falling apart.

skies.

even the king wants to kill the king monarch butterfly knife
this is second nature's race to pistol tag his blindside
this is not a theremin it's pitch shifted hunger pains
from altruistic cynics feeding clipped wings to runaways
summer came and set kitschy indian and burning
now sisyphus laughs when i bitch about pushing thirty
worth my weight in unread books they learned to read it as charm
but abstinence burned half the perks of being a star

oh, almost forgot...

the second verse of plaly nice begins with a line about d-i-y castration. i feel good about it. it being the verse, not d-i-y castration.

yeah, that happened.

even the best of us don't give a fuck, we just play nice.

i dipped my pen in pig's blood signed my life and its labor
over to unchased women on the business ends of hangers
no thanks sir i'll take male privilege and march proudly
god's image has a dick and fears no dark alley's
consent i catcall bullets and angels hum along
drowning elevator music rape whistle culling songs
no piercing deaf ears 'til rosie rivets prostate check-ups
forgot that feminism is not just tipping strippers extra
disconnect us barefoot contessa stepford fetish
burning bra drawbridge is faux leftist so coquettish
it jetsets measurements sketched to pro-ana's choosing
coincidence and corsets cropped by cameras licking tumors
so much ruin in the subtext of an eyelash
face of ginger immolation save the stakes for salem typecasts
and when rape gives you lemons call the seed it sews a savior
a gloryhole myth to make the bastard less an anchor

that's in your favor.

fuck everything right now.

i just want to break some shit
or set shit on fire.
that or get a new tattoo or sushi.

playing tapeball in the park and some girl tried to steal my shoes!

you had me at "dumb rhyming words."

black capitalism is a hoax.

Black capitalism is represented as a great step toward black liberation. It isn't. It is a giant strides away from liberation. No black capitalists can function unless the plays the white man's game. Worse still, while the black capitalist wants to think he functions on his own terms, he ...doesn't. He is always subject to the whims of the white capitalist. The rules of black capitalism, and the limits of black capitalism are set by the white power structure.

this beat sounds like a sparring session with sledgehammers.

whiskey, rap, shit talking, girls, suicide and more whiskey.

tesla endorses tomorrow kings from the grave.

i can't not laugh at this.

http://chicago.craigslist.org/chc/mis/1784057476.html

dear irs,

i am enclosing a money order good for $983.00 worth of fuck you. i don't know exactly what the conversion rate is between fuck yous and american dollars at the moment, but feel free to take as many as you see fit.

she said i wasn't there. she needed more, more, more.

the laser script inside the diamond read this is where she settled
tell paul i almost buried her twice between the echoes
of bell tolls cut quiet violence is a lonely expression
she don't love you if she wouldn't gut you and hang you with your lower intestine

estranged, framed in negative space.

sleeping alone FUCKING sucks. i'm seriously convinced that it can cause cancer.

SKECH185 + Lamon Manuel = Frank McIntyre

you can feed 'em force in courses, gorge and swallow the cynics
or blow a mushroom cloud kiss and tell 'em cholera did it
this is no parade for corpses, operetta of gimmicks
score to whistle at white women all in honor of emmett

blah, blah, blah. rap stuff.