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Smut Peddlers - Medicated Minutes Lyrics

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  • [eon]
  • I stalk down the block, grabbin my jock
  • Scratch *****s while I dot for my red light stop
  • Dead right hobbes I write rhymes for a livin
  • Hid my misgivings from my brain was still mssing
  • [cage]
  • Read and study while my boots muddy
  • So *****in filthy an avirex butters look bummy
  • Think out loud, cause Im allowed, to stage dive in a crowd
  • Of cannibals about to spit across my eyebrow
  • [eon]
  • Now God blessed me with abnormal tendencies
  • And granted clemency for illegal chemistry
  • Aint worth your weight in molecular structure
  • Out of work like jfk jr.s flight instructor
  • [cage]
  • Went, lookin for exits, and tried to get my head fixed
  • Slept with a perforated picture of jimi hendrix
  • See in these days, cage is like, 54 ways
  • To get my *****in money, mega seedless to blaze
  • [chorus: smut peddlers]
  • Sluts, gimmicks, ducks you finished
  • This is dedicated for those medicated minutes
  • *****, image, we stuck on spinach
  • In a second youll be checkin into *****in smut clinics!
  • Like sluts, gimmicks, ducks you finished
  • This is dedicated for those medicated minutes
  • *****, image, we stuck on spinach
  • In a second youll be checkin into *****in smut clinics!
  • [cage]
  • I ran up in a wack open mic cafe on stage
  • So many biters I performed in a shark cage
  • In dark shades, during the central park raids
  • I walked out with a book of paper and a bag of beige
  • Friends, the camera lens (is) behind the shoelace
  • Get more upskirts than (? ) for your face
  • [eon]
  • Im fresh out the box like new (? )
  • The chicken played with my monkey now we makin zoo porn
  • Now mcs the anti-christ like, damien thorn
  • Eric the pascal(? ) land so feel the scorn
  • The old man, illest show man, my moldin
  • With logic equal to fifteen vulcans
  • [cage]
  • And Im soakin, face lookin blank
  • Shoot this little kid up with horse tranq and send him to the bank
  • With a give me the funds note, clips missin from the gun
  • If he gets slapped then ***** it all Ill split it with my dunns
  • (bum bum!) I shit on crumbs, got a couple thousand sons
  • That all shoulda been wiped off some jugs or cloggin lungs
  • [eon]
  • Everytime I dabble watch my life unravel
  • Did I miss an exit to the road less traveled?
  • Transmit from the depths of the deepest bassment
  • Through the pavement, up into spaceships
  • Deathstar creator, I orbit track wars
  • My appeal spans rhodes scholars to slackjaws
  • [chorus]
  • [eon]
  • Yo, a peddler show, include a few heathens
  • From hoth to tatooine, you choose the season
  • Dialect for all these crews and legions
  • A walking contradiction like jews for jesus
  • [cage]
  • I spit how the earth taste and pass forms out of place
  • Galvanize my face and kill for breathin space
  • Nobody to trace, open the trunk like the case
  • Light the l off of your body and sweepd you in the face
  • [eon]
  • Yeah I seen old timers became semi-thugs
  • I got more dizzy spells than reginald denny does
  • Cranium blower, shea stadium goer
  • Hydro cultivator turned uranium grower
  • [cage]
  • Im the, smut chancellor, got vagina slippers for the floor
  • Show you and that slut you call wifey hardcore
  • While I burn off the lips, stacked(? ) to evolve
  • (? ) Im down to shoot (? ) *****s cause I cancelled their cause
  • [chorus]
  • [cage]
  • In a second youll be checkin into *****in smut clinics!
  • In a second youll be checkin into *****in smut clinics!

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