Part two ...workflow... The systematic degradation of any race you don't identify with Is the direct effect of your moral ambiguity, so rectify it Guest check practicality, my best bet's on gruesome So you lose some to those you previously stole shoes from It's like, no stone goes unturned in the climate You try to deny it while you're climbing shoulder blades and blazin paths with bolted lions Quit your cryin, it's false, the balls you're dangling are harnessed To your ego and it's starting to crumble under the crusty seashore It's a tidal wave of unjustified alliances Arbitrarily thrown together for the sake of revel defiance You ain't got a cause You got a rotten testicle lump under that concave ribcage And I just ain't got the heart to tell you it ain't pumping blood but crusty shit stains So that's the skinny Unknowingly I've been pissed bout this since the kids gave me a fake 'stache and said "Gimme a chicken chimi" Or wash the dishes Or watch your language We only speak arrogant fuck in this patriotic township Drop dead gorgeous and filling as four courses Sexy savage killer with an affinity for sack lunches Fuck that, I pack punches You want a sack for lunch, drop down, gimme 20 and I'll give you a bag of munchies