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Masturbation
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Possibly my favorite joint...ever.
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It's never too late to waste a little time. This is mastabeta.
Honest rap. Anybody in a pink jumpsuit need not apply, unless of course you are man enough to wear it without checking with your friends every ten minutes. ------------------------------------------------- "A fine collection of bad dubs. I'm just glad it exists." -EPL
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Peak #971
Peak in subgenre #80
Author
Mastabeta aka E.Lugo
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1999 Zombiehead/Goodrobot
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March 11, 2003
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MP3 2.8 MB 128 kbps 0:00
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I capture a cancerous lecture, providin' scarlet for the letter...the setter...veteran battle scheduler...nose bleed section to front row heckler..the radar wrecker...dick head, lowlife, psuedo knowledge peddler....better to send mail bomb minimum payments to my creditors...while forgettin' Americas manditiry hysteria...editors proof-read the magnum opus of malaria...baby save my life and I swear to God I'm gonna marry you...carry you past the threshold, stuffin' four fingers in your YONI...step way behind my line, there's about 4000 other phonies....cats ready to use their ninth life to blow me...show me a brighter day, I'll black it up like a can of KRYLON...I transmit the equivalent of what you get high on...way past idolizin'...set aside common sense for new hallucinations...fade to black medicines and masturbation medications... jerk the mayors daughters reputation with photographs of CREAM SHELTER orgies...starrin' little Miss Amazin'...Phasin' through walls like Cox into Courtney...appearin' live at the bodega tryin' to buy the cheapest 40..."squeeze coin" interference, but goin' on with my life like Corky...I bond to any microphone and impose-mass hypnosi into focus...digital magician...create a militia of rap controlled locusts...puppet mastered by common roaches, who as they invade dark kitchens and lay eggs to start a fam could quote all my poetry and then reannounce who I am quite noisilly...I enjoy destroyin' wack emcees... Lyrical ejaculation...masturbation... Introducin' Doctor Rocaris...chaotic beast of telekinesis...bad brain overloaded Jesus seeks to put together pieces...systematically combine starshine and spray "Money House Blessing" to cover the festering decay everlasting in my hallway...all day the poorest points of being tap my inner vision...slice the fine line of my brand new religion...contacts electrify, my eye sockets bleed crimson tide...wide angles can't provide emotion...sudden loss of touch chills out til it's frozen...chosen as a representative for Dante's public relations...handin' out flyers aboard the Heavens Gate space station...only to find my I.D.'s were left behind...the sorcery's the magic located at the end of alchemy...can't rely on what a record company will get done for me... one for the currency... two for Nostradamus' last prediction: C4 and VX gas enable total world division, followin' many bad decisions... my prison's overloadin'...shootin' down angels off the stars they rode in... controllin' jack of all trades....master quotient forms a "0"...my skin's impurity scars my face like Al Pacino...Odd world, Medieval, Turok 2 other people...still a fan of Keitel and DeNiro...as I solidify my status as an unsung hero...SON OF CARMEN: QUEEN OF PROSTITUTION. INSERTED BY PHILLIP: KING OF HEROIN ADDICTION. semi cataractic astral vision with a jugular incision...it was my decision so don't test it...I'm the type of kid to leave a bullemic kid molested...
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