Antique Faces from 2600 by psychic slime

had to switch my mind frame
away from what crime paid
inside burns the bright flame
producing all this high grade
i started 20 years ago
my aura so indigo
mother fuck the status quo
hit em with the judo throw
invading this rap shit
the king of the bad kids
my lectures on madness
are tougher than a cactus
the bootleg frankenstein
go off like a landmine
yeah societys in decline
see you at the finish line
my bloodshot evil eyes
see two moons in the sky
all my sounds amplified
destruction is my appetite
the alterted states i graduated
speakers gettin mutilated
louder than a detonation
cant be fuckin replicated
submisive ideologies
pushed by the authority
subvert the technology
undermine their policies
im tired of this weak shit
need to get strategic
deep like ancient egypt
cuz what we do is secret


return of the basket case
tell you how the acid taste
driving at a faster pace
crashing through the castle gates
the geezer smoking reefer
gonna break out like a fever
grim reaper in some sneakers
i dont care about you either
im too old for this shit
im just doing it for kicks
sit back let it rip
yeah maybe something sticks
until then im having fun
never fucking carried guns
got the weed its hit and run
maukaly in the good son
i got less abrasive
as i stopped getting wasted
now wearing antique faces
and they looking so ageless
in a couple more calanders
im blowing up like challenger
the fucking highest caliber
aiming for the chancellor
my teenage lobotomy
came smoking palm trees
made the way to hades
got my phd in sleaze
suprised im still alive
thought id die by 25
the empty pool swan dive
crashed like a hard drive

• Electronic
• antenna
• digital hardcore
• nuke
• post-rap
• Missouri