holy shirt by WET-JET-SEYMOUR

molotov shots bar closes still inside
missed a million tries
mister chamelean
on thirty millers
what was a working man
now a sitting duck on autobahn
nasty wound from ancient stabbings
pets a pollywog
frogs on a leash kermit slaps the pig
the pig stabs kermit
all on a journy across the bridge
months on the go before doctors attention
walking around like nothing is missing
wheres the leash you were given
never would of melted if the water was frozen
dorthy moaned the second his straw was in her
lion calls her dinner
exed out limbs still waiting on the side road
sinking far into sunken trunkfull
airbubbles and punctures
that family supper over air time mysteries
young doctor malone then fibber mcgee
golden age sympathy
wheres the contas and halos
mantras for thanos
fidget toys and edibal draino
set it forth let it all go

focus on my open
load up a pick up
rope is noteable un noticed as it wraps around the boundries
it happen so much to much money on the red eye
hello fam rocking the holy shirt

one evolves into wormfood or residue
never fun its forever doom
pleasures a desperate fools septic pool
messy code dark alliance
sharp but fried brain
scattered thoughts never on a climb
cant find the laddr legs
that person the fire came from
where was the love when money was coming
where was that first minute before i was cuming
first touch it gets creamy
surplus of blu meanie moonsault
went to the moon for salt
came back from nowhere at all
what was the purpose of learning for unlearning
poppy fields in the bedroom
grow your own
knowledge is nursery
fold the book closed time for shut face
once died but came back like a blood stained hurricane
not disturbed
distributed packs of anyl popper
to those in middle school
to clean there tapes
teachers let them slobber
better go home for the next gen
salt over that smooth body youll never will get
hiphop time let doom talk

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• garage rap
• hiphop
• Indianapolis