How you wanna tag my style
When I am so superior?
How you wanna hate a thing
When you are so inferior?
How you wanna mess
How you wanna mess my spotless interior?
Lets just say you are not the destroyer
In Norwegian Du er ikke den som delegger fitta
Ive got my bright girl near me
Shes so much taller
Wth a crisp endorsement
From the C.C.A.A. Booty Patrol
Shes so meta, references Stendhal
Shares my strange urge to
Smash a window in every house on our block
Delinquent days are here again
How you wanna tag my style
When I am so superior?
How you wanna hate a thing
When you are so inferior?
How you wanna mess
How you wanna mess my spotless interior?
Lets just say you are not the destroyer
In Norwegian Du er ikke den som delegger fitta
Ive got my Georgie Fruit on
Hes my dark mutation
For my demented past time
Giving replicators somewhere to go
But were authentic
You can test my talons
Against your cursive body
But the controller spheres have disappeared
And it hurts
Delinquent days are here again
Id just like to disappear forever
But I am not afraid
Theres two gods for every one, one, two gods for the beasts
An hour dead deflects our eggs
On latitude 0, 1 degree
I trusted you, no, dont explain
Moving in clipped tempos making sad dreams
Of the flags appearing
Crazy how the symbolism works
Dont look at them